Femme Fatale

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Jason Hunter, (born July 6, 1970) better known by his stage name Inspectah Deck, is an American rapper, producer, and member of the Wu-Tang Clan. Although he has not gained the same level of mainstream success in his solo career as some of his Wu-Tang counterparts like Method Man, he has acquired critical praise for his intricate lyricism, and for his verses on many of the group's most revered songs. He has grown to become a producer in his own right, taking up tracks for fellow clansmen and his own projects. more »

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Yo, yo, late night, her click deserted
Time is perfect, she worth it
Femme fatale, pussy cat growl like Eartha Kitt
The first kiss, took my heart and nursed it
Looked her deep into the eyes, she realized beneath the surface
Infatuated lip servant, black aphrodisiac
Cat walked across the floor, her bedroom eyes glanced back
She posed with the Playboy pose, centerfold body rose through her clothes
My love jones rose, the stereo blow, scenario
The lights slow, the hydros rose, two totes without the nympho
We went slow, romantic interlude in the nude
Soul Food, dinner for two, private interview
Silent moans whisper, the bed's bound to break
Pretty brown face, I thought I felt the ground shake
The sound of the rain against the window pane
Drove her insane, her wild heart has now been tamed
Got half a blunt flipped in the train, waitin' to inhale
Female packed the banger like she been in jail
As we lay, reflectin' on the sweet seduction
A brief interuption occured, her man busted in

You said you was mine, all mine

Femme fetale, pussy cat growl like Eartha Kitt
I'm takin' chances, but can't resist how she worked it
She loved it too, left a stamp with my 'W' what?
Your other dude got you vexed, call, I'm comin' through
Your spot is hot, I did not, reconsider
It's not the nigga she had, but it's the way she had niggas
Now, I'm tangled, caught up in her love triangle
Love it on the sideline, remind when I came through
I blame you, the reason that the flame grew
She threw the pussy like Steve Young from all angles
Carats on her ankle, made niggas break fool
The Power U will trank you, but I remain cool
Yo, I'm showin' her love, but it's the feelings I'm avoidin'
She was pretty as a wild flower, sweet as poison
Poison will the skull and cross bone, spoke in soft tones
Red bone, both hands wore stones
Plus she home alone, temptin' for me to ease the tension
No need to mention, I know, your man's got you tremblin'
You feelin' threatened, jettin' when she needed attention
So, now she give your highness most honorable mention

Femme fetale, pussy cat growl like Eartha Kitt
Femme fetale, pussy cat growl like Eartha Kitt
Femme fetale, pussy cat growl like Eartha Kitt
Femme fetale, pussy cat growl like Eartha Kitt
I'm takin' chance, but can't resist how she worked it

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