Kevin McCall - Mind Fucking You lyrics
[Kevin McCall - Mind Fucking You lyrics]
You ever been mind fucked before? oh, oh, oh
Oh
I'm mind fucking you right now oh, oh, oh, oh
Can you feel my dick fucking
Your mind? oh, oh, oh, oh
See, thats it! Thats the art of it!
I'm mind fucking the shit out you
Yeah baby look look
Uh i'm mind, mi-mi-mi-mind fucking you
All up in your head
Got you feeling like I'm touching you
My pocket rocket ready to launch
All because of you
We both ready to take off so I'm rushing you
Get it? I said I'm rushing you
Not like throwing blows
But to get you out them clothes
And not totally nude
Thats typical, I suppose
You could, leave on your heels
But I know they hurt your toes
Wait, we ain't even finish dinner yet
And I'm already rambling about hot sex
Is it hot in here? Or I got you wet
You just think I wanna hit like a cigarette
But, I want more than a hit
I want the whole pack
Go with your first mind don't hold back
Yea now let me make a couple of
Drinks for us to throw back
Yes, it's true i don't mind fucking you
But 'til then i'm mind fucking you
I'm mind fucking you slowly undressing you
Without even touching you
But, I'm I'm mind fucking you
I'm mind fucking you you
You
What's your name, girl?
Let me spell it with my
Tongue while I'm kissing you
In places that I know will turn you on
This might sound like a oxymoron:
But, I won't let you leave until you cum
Take you down like a old Chris Brown song
Mike Tyson in the sheets when
I nibble on your earlobe
Cause that's what I'm into
I got room for dessert and
You next on the menu
Baby I promise you ain't had it like this
I'mma hit it like I can't miss
Run and tell your friends how freaky I'm is
I kiss your body in
Like seven different places
Call that seven deadly sins
Girl, you make a nigga want that
I wanna put my name on it like I own that
Cause, I'm on that i said what's my name?
And she was like "k-k-k-k-K Mac"
Yes, it's true i don't mind fucking you
But 'til then i'm mind fucking you
I'm mind fucking you slowly undressing you
Without even touching you
But, I'm I'm mind fucking you
I'm mind fucking you you
You
No, I ain't a player i'm just flirty as hell
Take down my name and number
Girl, it's easy to spell
Hope to see you later i'll be at my hotel
Already got you under my spell
Cause, I'm mind fucking you oh
What's a classy girl like you doing
In a dirty mind like mine? Oh
Yeah, you the good-girl type but I'm
Mind you, oh mind you, whoa
Right now right now can't you feel it?
Feel it feel it
Yes, it's true i don't mind fucking you
But 'til then i'm mind you
I'm mind you slowly undressing you
Without even touching you
But, I'm I'm mind you i'm mind you
You you
Oh, oh, oh, oh oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh
I'm mind fucking you right now oh, oh, oh, oh
Can you feel my dick fucking
Your mind? oh, oh, oh, oh
See, thats it! Thats the art of it!
I'm mind fucking the shit out you
Yeah baby look look
Uh i'm mind, mi-mi-mi-mind fucking you
All up in your head
Got you feeling like I'm touching you
My pocket rocket ready to launch
All because of you
We both ready to take off so I'm rushing you
Get it? I said I'm rushing you
Not like throwing blows
But to get you out them clothes
And not totally nude
Thats typical, I suppose
You could, leave on your heels
But I know they hurt your toes
Wait, we ain't even finish dinner yet
And I'm already rambling about hot sex
Is it hot in here? Or I got you wet
You just think I wanna hit like a cigarette
But, I want more than a hit
I want the whole pack
Go with your first mind don't hold back
Yea now let me make a couple of
Drinks for us to throw back
Yes, it's true i don't mind fucking you
But 'til then i'm mind fucking you
I'm mind fucking you slowly undressing you
Without even touching you
But, I'm I'm mind fucking you
I'm mind fucking you you
You
What's your name, girl?
Let me spell it with my
Tongue while I'm kissing you
In places that I know will turn you on
This might sound like a oxymoron:
But, I won't let you leave until you cum
Take you down like a old Chris Brown song
Mike Tyson in the sheets when
I nibble on your earlobe
Cause that's what I'm into
I got room for dessert and
You next on the menu
Baby I promise you ain't had it like this
I'mma hit it like I can't miss
Run and tell your friends how freaky I'm is
I kiss your body in
Like seven different places
Call that seven deadly sins
Girl, you make a nigga want that
I wanna put my name on it like I own that
Cause, I'm on that i said what's my name?
And she was like "k-k-k-k-K Mac"
Yes, it's true i don't mind fucking you
But 'til then i'm mind fucking you
I'm mind fucking you slowly undressing you
Without even touching you
But, I'm I'm mind fucking you
I'm mind fucking you you
You
No, I ain't a player i'm just flirty as hell
Take down my name and number
Girl, it's easy to spell
Hope to see you later i'll be at my hotel
Already got you under my spell
Cause, I'm mind fucking you oh
What's a classy girl like you doing
In a dirty mind like mine? Oh
Yeah, you the good-girl type but I'm
Mind you, oh mind you, whoa
Right now right now can't you feel it?
Feel it feel it
Yes, it's true i don't mind fucking you
But 'til then i'm mind you
I'm mind you slowly undressing you
Without even touching you
But, I'm I'm mind you i'm mind you
You you
Oh, oh, oh, oh oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh oh, oh, oh, oh