| Yeah, you better thicken it up
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| We can take it real slow, we can quicken it up
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| I wanna witness you spinning this shit and picking it up
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| Take you to that special place and we can figure it out
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| And see how much of your body I can fit in my mouth
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| I reckon about three and a half pounds of soft tissue
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| Fully qualificationalised, it’s not an issue
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| Now your bodies unstablised, the shot has hit you
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| Wobbly surfaces fucking up all your furnishes
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| Pulling down all your curtains and catering for your purposes
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| Since your nervousness thanking me for my services
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| Happy with all your purchases, actually no alternatives
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| Why would I, about how could I?
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| It’s your fault i’m checking you out with my good eye
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| Should I, Whisper something nasty in your ear
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| I could hardly hear, baby there’s a party over here
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| I got a weakness, keep the sweet
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| Nah I come catered, don’t be sheepish
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| We both need this, let’s get acquianted
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| I hit a detonary, you better believe me
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| You’ll never get a dissed at this again in your life
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| At the end of the day, I want it by the end of the night
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| Let’s end on a high, no point pretending you won’t
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| I know you will, your eyes say what your mouth won’t let you
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| Like if you say that I won’t respect you
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| But I prefer directness, come in her direction
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| She thought she heard erection, I said I stand corrected
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| She said she’s hand selected, she said she’s ambidextrous
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| Bam, she had me glad that I was packing that protection
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| Any weather get her wetter when I tickle her treasure
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| Apply the pressure, give her pleasure like I ain’t even trying
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| Bigger measures, leather feather boa dressing impressing
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| Got to confess, it get’s them going and I ain’t even lying
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| She’s down, she’s in so I might just take her for a spin
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| She’s trim, she’s sound, I might treat her to a night on the town
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| She’s bad, she’s fine and I wanna put it on her all the time
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| She’s mine, she’s her, I admit it she makes me look good
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| Uh, I wanna beat it like it owes me suttin
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| And so I rush in with no discussion and blow the button
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| Pull the cushion from underneath you and draw the curtain
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| Fill the bath full of water and keep the candle burning
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| One splash of that hot wax and I was certain
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| I was getting none from the pleasure but sure that I was hurting
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| Started pinching myself as she pushed me in the belly
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| I’m already inebriated from all the rum and Henny
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| I wasn’t ready, Miss Moneypenny give me a semi
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| So I poured a Remy and walked in looking like Steve Buscemi
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| Belly up on the febby, he’s had enough already
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| She must really love him for what he is, he ain’t got a penny
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| Everybody’s in unity, get the way and many
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| If he isn’t being at one with it then it’s secondary
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| Makaveli, petroleum jelly off the tele
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| It’s incredibly necessary that I give this some welly
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| She’s down, she’s in so I might just take her for a spin
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| She’s trim, she’s sound, I might treat her to a night on the town
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| She’s bad, she’s fine and I wanna put it on her all the time
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| She’s mine, she’s her, I admit it she makes me look good |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Spin , by - Dabbla. Song from the album Year of the Monkey, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп