Cunninlynguists ft Devin the dude-wonderful |
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| Cunninlynguists ft Devin the dude-wonderful |
| By lilwheezy - 11-28-2007, 09:24 AM - Boxden > Just Some Lyrics Wonderful Them girls random at the grocery With their hips on swole Reaching for mopping glo, letting their backside show But she know That’s why she glance back so slow Avoiding eye contact before this lust thang grow Damn, this mam w/ the mammary glands To hug you from the back I need two extra hands secks by the can, w/ the Oprah and yams Damn imagination place turning me down All stores say seeing eye dogs allowed And yes reflections willing and oh so able Mind blind from video, hoes, and cable Only grind dimes, is that close to faithful And in the race don’t mean I can’t look out the st@ble Don’t call me a smut We be better then that I be ducking, some shooting me with the cat in my lap Let’s be energizer bunnies w/ the battery pack Chorus Girl you’re so lovable So soft and touchable But I don’t wanna fall Completely huggable One lovely !!able And you know that’s what you are, you are You looking jazzy W/ a touch of n@sty But you walk right past me don’t do me that way I’m staring at you at the club for about an hour and a half And you smelling like you just took a shower and a bath And those curves, how they strike a nerve From your nose to your toes, your whole body’s superb And I’m sure you got a mind to And w/ my head, I can get behind you If you want something solid, I got it I keep my game and my thing polished I’m just tripping, c’mon let’s dip up outta here I got weed, wine, liquor, and beer At the spot, why not Girl you fine as !! Don’t say all that, don’t do me like that I don’t want to offend you But I sure wanna put my thing in you Chorus I was gone off her features Soon as I seen mamacita Her tongue playing with the straw in her margarita Puckering lips showing me she got the jaws to either d*ck Cheney told me watch my heart and not her features But Jesus, I don’t mean to be in vein but I tip you w/ my tab money just to get a name Bartender, can you tell her to give me a shot If not woof it on the rocks and make it a double Might holler later on the block not looking for struggle But for now the world experience, hop in my shuttle Fresh out the muzzle trained like good health Come chop it up w/ me there’s some good wood here Get lucky in Kentucky if you play the odds right W/ brothers serenade the broad like Chorus |
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