4th Floor Freaks — текст песни (Souls of Mischief)

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(Opio)
I got my eyes on you
Visor`s cool
Ass be vast it`s private school
Imagination pornographic
Memory is photographic why don`t you
Turn around
Bend over so I can snag ya
Polariods
It`s your camera
You`s a freak
That don`t matter
You can be yourself as ya
Spread `em hold `em squeeze `em lick `em
Heart rate quicken
Salami stiffen
Never caught me slippin`
I get all up in `em bras
I`m rippin` all these girls are gettin` tossed
Gettin` lost
In a frenzy it`s all flimsy (-ex on Remy?)
Genuinely melo-drab
Killer crabs
Recipe for mischief
When I hit it
Standin` up in the doorway
Skip the foreplay
Fuck what the landlord say
I`m straight shake rattle rollin` you controllin` your shake.

(A-Plus)
If it was up to Plus
Every girl would be voluptuous
With some D double cups
Yeah them double cups they wonderful
Say baby won`t you take me to your bungalo on the under though
We don`t want no one to know how the slumber go
I got a blunt to blow
If you don`t smoke then I`ll take it facial
Angels done up and blessed you
Baby you somethin` special
Let me undress you
Baby go in your thong
Make me gain some extra weight cuz somethin` growin` is long for ya
& if your nasty I might even write a song for ya
& all the while I`m thinkin` in my head it`s on nigga
Girl you so pretty & you got them tig old bitties I know
You fin a hit me when we rippin` in your city ain`t ya

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