Terror Squad, Tony Sunshine - Tell Me What You Want lyrics
[Terror Squad, Tony Sunshine - Tell Me What You Want lyrics]
And you need it in the night
I'm a give it to you baby
I'm a give it to you right
Would you do whatever I want?
Would you give me all that I need?
Ugh yo yo
Don't need to tell me about your love life
I can see it in your eyes
You like the thug type, his & Her bikes
Diamonds in the rough? Right!
Love the crushed ice? Love to puff
La? Love to get fucked? Right!
It's the Don with the S-Class
All aboard! With thebest ass
Known to make the sex last
Only rep that, bet ya can't sit
Joey Head Crack, keep you dancin'
Shit be hectic start the party in the limo
Bacardi con Limon
That's what's on, girl, shake your body
C'mon
Forget your friends, you can trust this
I know you heard how we run tris
But, I want one chic
Don thick with the big hips
Joe will have a ho
Screaming "Fat niggas got big dicks!"
So lick your lips if you're feeling me
I'm right in front of Trinity
The way you work that thong
Girl you're killin' me
Yeah
Pumping your bottom up and
Down like somebody played
You and now you tryin' to hurt them back
Whatever it is that you really need
You can get it if it's me you can hit
If it's weed it's already litted
We can leave in a minute
Hop in the drop top 3 if you wit it
Watch TV in it, feel the breeze
And get lifted on our way to the Four Seasons
Here's a sweet that I rented I'm
A get deeper in it than he's been in it
Fuck your punnony butterfly on top of my body
I'm a suck that tootsie roll
'til the cops gotta come and find me
That's word life, mommy, I break you off like
Commission, through all the positions
Show you shit you always
Thought you was missing
Go and walk like a stallion
Yelling "Fuck!" like Italians
Beat it from the back, with
Your butt hitting my trunk, gold medallion
I'm puttin' in work
So now you gotta trade your pussy in it
If Armageaddon heard it
Let it rest 'til it's new again
Dame un beso, en el pecho, y quitate pantalon
Let me freak your body, mommy
With my cancion
I got a spot at the Ramada, asta manana
Dame un beso en el quello y quitate pantalon
Let me freak your body, mommy
With my cancion
I got a spot at the Ramada, I make ya holla
Holla
I make ya holla, holla, you're the best dada
I'm that dog with the collar
Your father told you not to bother
Make it hotter than lava when I
Climb up in the cama
Llama me when you want and
Come satisfy your gana
I'm a smooth criminal
Type of dude that's sneaking
Through your window while your husband slump
Sleeping
In the living room, getting you best
Get on that ass doing back flips
Arial tactics that'll have you
Yelling that's it, then pass it to Joey Gauge
They both know me already
From the show to the telly
Are you ready like R kelly?
Just belly to belly dancing
Have you cats steadily
Telling me I'm handsome
It's hard to keep my pants on
The last don I last
Long like sad songs, mad strong
Known for breaking hearts and back bones
Act grown cause ain't no chaperones in sight
It's no price
I'm a give you what you want tonight