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Spice 1

Genres: Hip-Hop

Can I Hit It? Lyrics - Spice 1

I peep your thighs when I look in the car 

Baby, you ain't got to be on my shoulder to be a star 

Ain't a trick honey, 'cause tricks is for pimps and hoes 

Just want to get you in the bathroom and take off your clothes 

Throw that ass on the seat like ??? and me alone 

Havin' sweaty sex, feelin' breasts with lex on 

Do it in the brome with diamond links and chrome 

Just call me on the phone and let me know it's on 

So sexy when I seen ya, want to hit it right there 

Picture myself fuckin the pretty curls out your hair 

Me and you buckin naked, no panties, no one to wear 

Doin' thug dancin and ??? like Fred Astaire 

Wanna do it to ya till ya can't taste no more 

On the edge of the bed about to fall on the floor 

Shift to high speeds than I hit it real slow 

Spark up the indo, said baby give me some more 

Can I Hit It Tonight? 

 

CHORUS 

 

I got the ??? in the crysty 

and all you gotta do is come kiss me 

And if you diss me, honey that's all right 

My thug game is still tight 

Just trying to see if I can hit a little something tonight 

I see the pressure, you want to make a move but you won't 

I know what you thinking, i'm thinkin' something is wrong 

Now why you wanna go and do that love, huh? 

Turn off the lights and give me a back rub, huh 

Got my mind twisted up, I know what's crackin 

In the tub, bubble bath, kinky sex and laughin' 

Keep my heat on the seat of the toilet, you think it's funny 

Giggling when i'm slappin that ass, countin' more money 

You know I love you girl 

I could set a cup on your booty and it'll hold 

Mob style, livin' them thugged out dreams 

baby i'm a rider and i'm into some things 

but I ain't goin into detail honey, just call me on it 

my partners might call me on the phone in the morning 

won't wake you up before I go...go, oh no 

Up early whippin' birdies that don't chirp to get my cash flow 

Don't take it personal, it's all love 

Let's do it around the house all night and smoke bud 

Put some ice on your belly button, lickin' it off 

I'm tatted up, thugged out, your body warm and soft 

Can I Hit It Tonight? 

 

CHORUS 

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