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Spice 1

Behind Closed Doors

  gangsta rap  hip-hop  rap  west coast rap  bay area
969 3 часа назад

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[Verse 1]She call me on the phone breathin and moaninI`m seein phone call, sayin she wet, hot, and alone andBaby we could corleone it and fuck till the sunrise in the morninI`m cocked strong, a gang of condoms, and I`m feelin like conanRestin for ya brown skin and ya soft thick thighsI`m on the freeway wit a hard dick doing 125Keep it hot baby, rub it if it start gettin coldSo much passion, love it when you stay in that modeI was knockin on the door fore she hung up the phoneShe opened it up, grabbed me by my collar, And it was onWe did some hardcore fuckin, dead in the eyesAs I got front and back and side to sideLift yo legs up baby, throw `em over my shoulderWrap the dog shit, let you see the range on my roverTake a ride through ya sugar walls hittin them cornersYou in bed wit a felon tonight behind closed doors[Chorus]We can do it all, behind closed doorsBehind closed doorsJust turn off the lights, and I`m all yours[Verse 2]Up against the wall, rubbin yo thighs, Lickin yo neckAs we embrace, face to face, tongue kissin, passionate sexIn them dark rooms, fuckin by the light of the moonBlowin circles wit c-c-chronic smoke caressin ya wombWhisperin in ya ear while I hit it slow from the backMoanin cause she knowin how deep I`m bout to go in the crackGettin silly sometimes, in the morning when I awakenTryin to hit it from the back while she cookin eggs and baconHad to reinforce the frame cause the bed keep breakinIt`s like an inch of the room, the whole room be shakinFixin to start a fire, moan if you wannaCause baby if ya body got curves, I`m hittin cornersWit my thug thing wrapped between ya peaches and creamPull up to ya bumper in my black limosineTriple X like a magazine, we put on a showThe only audience is me and you behind closed doors[Chorus][Verse 3]My objective is to get you more wet like champagneBed bump against the wall, neighbors call and complainBoxers, shorts, sling shots, Still got on my socksNow we naked playin twister, drinkin Hennessy shotsBout the ring around the bed baby, just you and meWe can go a couple of rounds wit no refereeBehind closed doors, body soft like marshmallowsFixin the pillow, black thong, black stillettoTake old bennie, still look like a cattage grillTalkin to her friend, she tellin I`m daddy`s illNever shout wit ya bomb-ass beautiful bodyPotential to put a nigga to sleep like a hot toddyNo corns on ya feet, I can see through ya sandalsBaby let`s do it like animals on discovery channelBehind closed doors[Chorus] - 2X

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