Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Between Your Legs, artist - Louis Logic. Album song Alcohol/Ism, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 08.11.2004
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Brick
Song language: English
Between Your Legs |
I if I told you I love you |
Would you get on all four for me? |
Would you tell your little boyfriend |
You’re coming on tour with me? |
(Cuz I’ve been waiting just to see what’s between your legs) |
Is it your upperhead or is it the lower? |
I’ve been wondering if you’ve cut your grass short when you give it the |
And since I was hoping that your head would visit some more |
I keep my rain forest clear if you’re kissing the boa |
I’m in a position to show ya, it’s mad important |
What a cat just sportin, keep your ass for shorting |
You don’t want to call about her, I’m in the lab recording |
And spitting a hairball out like a cat that’s coughin |
I’ve seen enough nights between the up-rights |
To know how to feed the lovelife to keep your muf tight |
I want to see a cut like your in the marine court |
Or a burf so shiny like you’re swim for a team-sport |
Of course your lover means more |
And it’s enough that I don’t have to change exsistent puff |
But I’ll fix it up a bit… with the bigger than just a scissor-cut |
less clip of us |
This isn’t just to keep the yatch in between your dock |
I’m thinking outside girl, I’m not just a bee in a box |
You want me to treat your crouch? |
Like a pair of lips, what makes you think I wanna share a kiss? |
I need a clean cut when you’re with me |
I if I told you I love you |
Would you get on all four for me? |
Would you tell your little boyfriend |
You’re coming on tour with me? |
(Cuz I’ve been waiting just to see what’s between your legs) |
Yo tell 'em Jay |
First time I’ve seen her was the day she was hired |
Digits exchanged before the day I was fired |
Sexual harashment, she |
She kept play with her scurf, rasing it higer |
Can’t tame my disare, she had flame to the fire |
Girl, I wanna see how you shave your vagina |
I give a good I’m a self-made designer |
Plus I eat out, I ain’t talking about the dinner |
I opened up the window slow, for the wind to blow |
And lift up her scurf like Marylin Monrouge |
Well I never let her go until we finally bin |
In a hotel or motel or holiday inn |
Well, it’s gotta be a sin the way she walks around |
The now, the only girl that’s stalking town |
I’m feeling awkward, the restraining order is out |
Just because she got a dim' back in lost and found |
I toss around the idea of a heavely puss |
I hope she don’t have a throwback seventy’s bush |
She probably got a hip of moustache, snip and snatch |
In a land of strip over Brazilian wack |
I need a clean cut when you’re with me |
I if I told you I love you |
Would you get on all four for me? |
Would you tell your little boyfriend |
You’re coming on tour with me? |
(Cuz I’ve been waiting just to see what’s between your legs) |
If I tell you that I love you would you dance for me? |
If I tell you that I want you, you’re my fantasy? |
I’ve been staring at your ass, can it last I see? |
If I tell you that I need you like the air I breathe? |
If I tell you that I’ve never felt this way before? |
Will you tell your boyfriend that you wip me on tour? |
Would you me with brains, dress if it gains |
Have sex in the rain, 'till the questions remains? |
('till the questions remains) |
I if I told you I love you |
Would you get on all four for me? |
Would you tell your little boyfriend |
You’re coming on tour with me? |
(Cuz I’ve been waiting just to see what’s between your legs) |