Текст песни MF Doom (Viktor Vaughn) - Let Me Watch
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[Viktor Vaughn]Mmm.. My cousin`s friend`s friend wanna meet meSaw V on TV, said she needed a sweetyHeard he was the type to do her name in graffitiGreet her with a kiss *kiss*Straight gentlemen need steelie, a GWhatever is meant to be is meant to beShe can slip a smile that make a nigga flip wildHerand bold name chain, diamond chip script styleWith the matching bracelet, sweats with the K-SwissAthletic chick who run trackHey miss, pleasure`s all minePlease call me Vik[Nikki]Okay, I did a full inspectionHead to toe we rocked black denimFlashed the grin, sweetest sinSaid to him: "Hey, my name is NikkiYou twenty minutes late and almost missed me"Turned off my CD, I was bumpin` vintage BiggieSaid: "I love the way you smile, but your eyes look tricky"Yo I gotta be home by eight thirty or my moms`ll kill meShe spazzes out when I`m late, plus she says that I`m too young to dateSo overprotective, I wish she`d take a sedative and shitYea, but that`s whateverWhat`s your perspective, tell me more about you Vik[Viktor Vaughn]It`s love at first sight, that`s the proofHe wasn`t out right to thirst, but in truthFresh as a mayflower, face like powerHe had the green light, she asked him: "What`s the plan tonight?"Flavor of the night, Sam Sara from Fahrenheit[Nikki]He talked, I listened, he listened I spokeWe walked arm-in-arm and split a cherrycokeSpit religion and politics, Sega and chessRoots of culture, hip-hop, skunk and sessI caught him sneakin` peeks at my breastsWhile frontin`, name droppin` connects[Viktor Vaughn]First started out like she was just Vaughn`s friendUsed to act grown for pretend, whisperingSpeaking on the phone, for hours on endOn a bone from just listening and then:"Call me back my mother home", spoke to tone, againCall back and do the same thing tomorrowIf something don`t give, I`ll be forced to ignore herGettin` on my last nerves, forget itAll this talk and shit and V ain`t even hit it yetIt`s uncharacteristic of the Vik[Nikki]Hickies on my neck, the whole last night, I couldn`t sleepPractice the words I used to greet you, the next time we meetThink of you and feel heat, that make my cheeks blushClose my eyes and feel your touch, get chills when you slip me tonguePicture me with you, could my fantasies of teen love come true?Got me wondering, how far I`ll go to prove my moms and everybody wrongI miss you every time I hear a love song and whenever you`re goneUntil I see you, then I feel short of breathI think maybe I`m ready... to take the next step.. yes[Viktor Vaughn]I got your cab fare, dinner and a movieBring a change of clothes, just in case it`s all groovyWatch when I see you, I miss you a lot, yoHow about a nightcap, maybe a bottle of MoSo V can bite your titties like a baby toddler, ho[Nikki]Oh no you didn`t! You called me a what? Don`t make me wig outHow you gonna last some shit like that slip out your mouth (nah, I was just)If I was there, I`d smack you in your smirk (ooh), for acting like a jerkThought you was cool, but now I doubt the shit is gonna workI`m not hurt, I`m pissed off, piss off, fuck this shit[Viktor Vaughn]I know I play too muchHey on the way, could you please pick up two DutchOk peace, see you when you touchI wondered if she ever had a coodycat eight-eightVaughn can`t wait to long-stroke it on the late-late[Nikki]Wait, first let`s get this shit straight-straightDon`t call me out my name, I`m not the one to get played-playedOut... niggaz, go figure `em out, they`re all the same-sameWith a lame-lame story, like my ex-man MikeGot my best friend pregnant and he`s still tryin` to call meWell fuck Mike and fuck Vik tooI wound up on Prozac from all the shit he put me throughOnly been off my prescription three weeksAnd you got me flippin, rippin` my hair outNever thought you`d treat me like a pigeonI`m out, it`s over, I`m goneSo long.[Nikki & Vik]I`d rather masturbate, than fuck with Vik VaughnI`d rather masturbate, than fuck with Vik Vaughn (let me watch!)I`d rather masturbate, than fuck with Vik Vaughn(Still... so...so...so what time you gonna be here?)(Aight? You know I`m gonna be waitin`, just holla and ring the buzzer.3.)