Lyrics

Whassup sweetheart? Of course you're always lookin the part Plus I love to see your body sihlouette in the dark Hold me down ma, stick around ma Cause I always got your back f'real, so how that sound ma? It's strictly plush, wanna ride in the six with us Get with us, kick it on some fly shit with us I've travelled across the world And I've unravelled the thoughts, of many pretty girls I be the one they wanna talk to My conversation so stimulatin, they wanna sparkle And I could never approach you with the same old game I know you don't wanna up, with the same old lame You know my voice, you know my name From, Brooklyn to Spain, always tight when I'm hookin a dame I like brains and beauty, your total package may move me If you choose me then it's only my duty To all my ladies, to all my mamies To all my sugars, I said where you at? To all my sugars, to all my sweeties To all my honies, I said where you at? Hey mami, let's swing an episode You upon your back or your toes, near your earlobes Now your middle exposin ecstasy I'm just happier the fact that you layin here next to me Let's take a trip on the low to Acapulco To see the pretty women with the sexy toes I got a fetish for your toes girl, plus behind closed doors You're hot and sexy, like a showgirl I heard you stretch that body like plastic Bring it on baby, let me peep the ass(?)tastics No need to sweat you, already been chosen I could be no harder if my whole body was frozen I'ma rub you down with body butter If you feelin that scratch your name in my back I'ma do what Shug, got to do, and I Promise you that I cum, way after you, after you Get your dough right. Get your flows tight. Get your toes tight. Aight? Heheh Get your dough right. Get your flows tight. Get your toes tight. Aight?
Writer(s): Christopher Martin, Keith Elam, Cary Guy Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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