Lyrics:
Hey hot shot boy
Hand on your hip
You're wasting your time
Giving me lip
When you look at me, it melts my legs
And wraps me around your
I am
I am searching
I am searching for faith, beauty and hip-hop
I am searching for all those who died between hip hop and heaven
And all souls
You can see her passing by
With ruby red lips
And big brown eyes
yes she's feeling herself
Yeah looking all fly
Oh my So tantalizing
But I can tell
chest, the Sierra Madre
My hips, every high and byway
That you trace with your fingertips like a Toyota
Run your hands over me like a Land Rover
In
Herbo
Worry me 'bout shit
Turn up my flex a bit, have another fit
Curry on my hip, get hit out your lip
Filled with hollow tips, that's just off
That little sticky stay by my side
Thought you was my girl you was my ride or die
I don trust you about a thousand times
I be trapping with my dirty
up, baby in a good way
You're trying to keep up, you sayin "Oh Dre"
And as you get on top I grip you by the hips
And I can see them cumming these is yo
I dream of my fingertips, your hips connecting it getting me high
So infatuated by your design
We danced around but nothing more
I don't even know
up the sticky
Not that barnyard hay
We just getting to the money
Then get on our way
Yep, 3 whips back to back
Followed by a Cadillac
Trucks, sluts
and lips, fingertips and hips (woo)
Bad little thing hangin at the ocean
'Malibu' style, Pacific coastin
Waitin on the pimpin to sail in
And them gang
my head in a whirl
'Cos I can't get enough of those whiskey girls
They got the world at their fingertips
With just a look and lick of the lips
They
Baby I'm
I'm
Baby I'm
I'm
Baby I'm
Trapped in Your Skin
Her eyes, Her smile, the curvature of Her lips
Her thighs aligned with the curvature of Her hips
what pornographic is
Booty checks, tatted pierced and pussy lips
Silicon plastic oral injections
Is just big hips on my erection
I don't spend money
Lay between my hips, throw me down, go real slow
Dancing with our tongues, bite my lip, drinking my emotions
Now let’s pick it up, sweaty palms, let
on a downwards slide inside. Fingertips touching hips. I look up and she's licking her lips. Both of her legs have a twitch. Her pants fall with the twist of my
and homicidal sighs
You can't resist it to be twisted in her suicidal thighs
Confessional lips
Professional fingertips
It's a deception to perfection
Her
on my hips, lips reactin'
Goosebumps, pumps in the air
Love like this is rare, so I don't even care
Say ooh, I need to make you happy
You just so black
body is cold , So you
Geogius's beautiful like flowers
Bite that tattoo on your shoulder
Pull the shirt right off the corner
When I'm dancing by
'Cause I just can't resist the way you move them hips,
The way you walk and you talk with them beautiful lips,
Got a New York train of thought, so you
the breeze
Living by the C. O. A. (O.A.) S. T. Just floating worry free, oh imagine we could be oh
Lovin by the sea
Swaying hips, rum on your lips, fingertips
Your sticky fingertips
Your soulful caramel eyes
Sometimes you'd let me inside that wild-child mind
Yeah, and I'd crave that carnival ride
You're still
[Fabolous]
Ain't no tellin' what this hip lowered do to me
I'm feelin' like I can do what I want now
Dip-low immunity
Shorty! just shake your hips slow
grows stronger, more
Present with each day the need
The urge to find you
Through the trees, all the trees,
You
Always slipping by somehow
Wround
Gunpowder on my fingertips
Cocaine between my fingernails look, mama
What Schoolboy brought to Show & Tell
Ain't got no vest, protected by these
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