The Alchemist, Prodigy of Mobb Deep - Keep the Heels On lyrics

Yeah, yeah you got that body body
Right now I’m going at you
Later I’m tryna splack you
Keep your heels on, keep them heels on
Take them clothes off, but keep your heels on
Yeah, yeah

Girl, I wanna make you cry
I wanna make you scream
I wanna make you sweat
Make you wet when you dream
Pick you up at lunch so
We could do the backseat
Can’t concentrate at work
You thinkin’ ‘bout P
Killin’ it, tip drillin’ it, I’m spillin’ it
All over the place, that milk
Got her feelin’ it
Your man never made your body shake like that
Bet he don’t know his girl
Make her face like that
Offa long dick, hock spit in her ass crack
While I long dickeded it
Yeah, from the back, uh
Honey’s sophisticated
Mommy raised her like a lady
Bet every woman got a freak
Inside ‘em going crazy
Only way to pop it off
You hit ‘em with the proper talk
They put they guard down and give
A nigga what we want
Roll a blunt, pour a drink, nigga
Get the buzz going keep ‘em talking
Don’t let ‘em think for a moment
Turn the music up, lights down
We gon’ fuck right now
Start sucking they tit's
And push they head right down
Sloppy face diva catch a breather
‘cause her jaw hurt
Then you lay ‘em back with
Their legs on your shoulders and dig deep
Get up in they stomach how they want it
It ain’t no fallin’ short, naw
Nigga, keep it comin’, ay

Say say baby baby, you got that body body
You got that face that make me
Wanna kick it like karate
Right now I’m going at you
Later I’m tryna splack you
And while we pop it off
You can keep your heels on
Keep your heels on, keep your heels on
Take them clothes off, but keep the heels on
Keep your heels on, keep them heels on

Ayo P, tell ‘em how we like the fatties

Poking out the waist in Jimmy Choo’s
Charles David boots, bumps with the pumps
We like the girls with the
Ass you could lean on
Fatty you could sleep on
Her shit is like a pillow
Nice feet, toes curl when you hit her
Dig her nails in my back
Talkin’ ‘bout I’m tryna kill her
Grab the sheets like she being raped
But she want it nigga
Let’s have phone sex, yeah, I talk dirty
So when you see me in the
Flesh we can skip the flirtin’
And get right to squirtin’
Make our own pornography
And let the tape leak on the street
That’s real nasty
Fuckin’ like jungle bunnies
Show you ‘bout that black sweat
That boy Prince, P got that king dick
Representing Queens
She was raised in Brooklyn
I got her crossing over that bridge
She lookin’ lookin’
For one more taste, we get it bungie jumping
I got the bungie cords, Magnums, extra large

Say say baby baby, you got that body body
You got that face that make me
Wanna kick it like karate
Right now I’m going at you
Later I’m tryna splack you
And while we pop it off
You can keep your heels on
Keep your heels on, keep your heels on
Take them clothes off, but keep the heels on
Keep your heels on, keep them heels on

Some of the tenants claimed to have
Heard noises coming from this room
Like someone on a rampage