Rubbin' (Explicit)-Choclair

Rubbin' (Explicit)

歌手:Choclair

时间:1999-11-04

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Uhh yeah

Now look in the mirror

Tell me what you see

Bomb dingy dog baby

We be rubbing tonight (yo)

We be loving tonight (right)

Uhh yeah

Ha ha

I remember seeing you

Spaghetti straps

Knapsack held up by you a** back

When I seen it I was like DAMN

Girl do you have man

Body look like it was wrapped in saran

Hear me

Told me alone I was kind of surprise

Really

Out late night spending mad cash chilling

See the walk you were walking

Open my eyes

And the talk I was talking

Parted your thighs

But they aren't nothing wrong

Cause we both grown

Hitting in the morning

Until we strong grown

And we strong moan

And waking up the block

And getting all confused

Not showing from your boyfriend

Don't dwell on these minor details

Let's cruise with the wind

Blowing speed the sails

We could rock on and cruise home

Plus your tight skirt be flashing your thong

Sh*t's on oh girl

You fronting like I am not about to knock it

I got a rocket in my pocket

Two tickets to your e*****y

And one for this chick standing next to me

If she with it I'm a hit it (I'm a hit it)

Baby you is wit it (is you wit it wit it)

I'm a hit it (I'm a hit it)

I'm a hit it

See I was peeping your style

You was sitting at the bar

With your hand on a Marnier Grand (ha ha)

Now baby to all these people

Notice who you are

So they ready try to score

Pulling out their bill folds

Buy a red rose to give you

I chill on the humble in my jeans and steel toes

I see your eyes moving in stealth mode

But then you realize oh sh*t

It's Choc on the side

See moving to my side

And when she walks she glides

Body looking strong like Cadillac designs

She moves close her finger

Running up my elbow

And then invites me to her humble abode

Check it uhh

Now before I get in it first

She walks around naked

Says she loves prospects

And talks about her fetish

How she loves dark skinned men hairy chased

She's hefty breasted movements fuel injected

She says she's rough at first

But when I start to groan

I be closing every night

And taking it straight to the dome

So we could rule the world

Or you could stay at home

But tonight she be ready to bone it's on

Oh boy

You fronting like I am not about to knock it

I got a rocket in my pocket

Two tickets to your e*****y

And one for this chick standing next to me

If she with it I'm a hit it (I'm a hit it)

Baby you is wit it (is you wit it wit it)

I'm a hit it (I'm a hit it)

I'm a hit it

See this is for my ladies

In open toed shoes

And belly chains that make money

And like their sex sweaty

Who like their sex messy and ready to go

And not afraid to say

They ready to bone (it's on)

And not afraid to peel of they thong

And not afraid to take it straight to the dome

And for my dogs that make laws

And cruise off shore

With five in the pocket or drop shitty causes

For when it comes to strokes spring

Breaks miss Capone

Take no crumb cake to clear out the bars

Watch yourself girl when you're playing it close

Cause you'll get the strokes and then get ghost

It's on

You fronting like I am not about to knock it

I got a rocket in my pocket

Two tickets to your e*****y

And one for this chick standing next to me

If she with it I'm a hit it (I'm a hit it)

Baby you is wit it (is you wit it wit it)

I'm a hit it (I'm a hit it)

I'm a hit it

You fronting like I am not about to knock it

I got a rocket in my pocket

Two tickets to your e*****y

And one for this chick standing next to me

If she with it I'm a hit it (I'm a hit it)

Baby you is wit it (is you wit it wit it)

I'm a hit it (I'm a hit it)

I'm a hit it

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