know babe (baby) It ain't nothin like the real thing Ahhhh Can you see me In a red thong Red pump heals Nothing else on Oil on my legs Cherry red lips
red ship sinking Behind winter's grey wall Ice in the wind But a fire in the embers of my heart As darkness falls In a candlelit room Where your eyes are
red ship sinking Behind winters gray wall Ice in the wind But a fire in the embers of my heart as darkness falls In a candlelit room where your eyes are
What! Come on and get a groove goin'! Hey you, blow your whistle (whistle sound) Hey you, blow your whistle (whistle sound) Now clap your hands and
pussy while I sit on your dick And I wanna talk some shit while I feel it get stiff And then ruba-dub on my tits while I nut on your lips nigga I'm a
Maestro Fresh Wes the symphony is in full effect Verse 1: Let your backbone slide let it slip let the rythym rip while my lyrics leave my lips ladies
many hustlers who rob I never hang out, when we do we bust the four-five 'Cause shells comin' back at us while we jump in the ride Flyin', duckin',
the day I'll make your day out of play doh, wait, give me a beat from eight-oh wait happened to your lips, you can't prove your telling the truth,
It grows, on the mic where I flow Hide all your fans cause the shit's about to blow I'm gonna stomp, stomp, stomp all the critics Cause my lyrics are
know me, but they only know a portion I'm a move mountains and touch the sun Don't get scared now, you knew this day would come So hold your bids, all bets are
ride around this town on a dirt bike Child touched stillato, wild stages just to earn stripes Read my lips, act like you heard right And keep and eye on your
artist You talk heartless but game straight harmless Snatch your mic out your hand, leave your fingers harmless We rottweilers, while y'all be the tyres 'cause you need to retire Fucking with Toronto, get your
A blowjob from your girlfriend is what I desire. Cuz your girl has lips like Stephen Tyler. Don?t hate on me, cuz I?m hotter than some spices. Plus your
meaning of life In a deeper shade of red on your lips Tryin' to find a way to be loved Without ever givin' a shit But enjoy it while you can After all
one more sip Before I wipe your name right off my lips While I'm counting my regrets I'm gonna smoke 100 cigarettes Lord, I smoked 100 cigarettes Waiting for your
hold your breath Been here a while, there's only one nigga left And all'a y'all know my style I spend dough but I still let it pile Mama shake ya thing
) It ain't nothin' like the real thing Ah, are you there? Yeah Can you see me in a red thong? Red pump heals nothing else on Oil on my legs, cherry red lips
stay He drank there quietly for a while Then he turned and said to me "Your eyes are green like summer grass Your lips are red like a fresh cut rose Your