4th Floor Freaks Lyrics - Singles - Souls Of Mischief

Repeated: your shape be... 

(opio) 

I got my eyes on you 

Visor's cool 

Ass be vast it's private school 

Imagination pornographic 

Memory is photographic why don't you 

Turn around 

Bend over so I can snag ya 

Polariods 

It's your camera 

You's a freak 

That don't matter 

You can be yourself as ya 

Spread 'em hold 'em squeeze 'em lick 'em 

Heart rate quicken 

Salami stiffen 

Never caught me slippin' 

I get all up in 'em bras 

I'm rippin' all these girls are gettin' tossed 

Gettin' lost 

In a frenzy it's all flimsy (-ex on remy? ) 

Genuinely melo-drab 

Killer crabs 

Recipe for mischief 

When I hit it 

Standin' up in the doorway 

Skip the foreplay 

Fuck what the landlord say 

I'm straight shake rattle rollin' you controllin' your shake. 

(a-plus) 

If it was up to plus 

Every girl would be voluptuous 

With some d double cups 

Yeah them double cups they wonderful 

Say baby won't you take me to your bungalo on the under though 

We don't want no one to know how the slumber go 

I got a blunt to blow 

If you don't smoke then I'll take it facial 

Angels done up and blessed you 

Baby you somethin' special 

Let me undress you 

Baby go in your thong 

Make me gain some extra weight 'cause somethin' growin' is long for ya 

& if your nasty I might even write a song for ya 

& all the while I'm thinkin' in my head it's on nigga 

Girl you so pretty & you got them tig old bitties I know 

You fin a hit me when we rippin' in your city ain't ya 

Repeated: your shape be...