Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Menage-a Trois, artist - Mr. Shadow.
Date of issue: 29.03.2004
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Menage-a Trois |
Yay, yay |
Alright |
Chorus: Frankie J |
Show me what your body do |
You can bring your girlfriend, too |
We can have a rendez vous (Menage a trois) |
We can have a drink or two |
You can bring yo girlfriend, too |
We can keep it On Tha Cool (Menage a trois) |
Down and dirty, rough and rugged |
Dog nasty, but you love it |
You gon' lick it, I’m gonna shove it |
Uh-uh |
Uh-uh |
When I hit it from the back, you can kiss the cat |
Grab your toy, baby, grab your strap |
I’m a kick back, light up a sack |
Last name +Off+, first name is +Jack+ |
You know the dil-do |
So grab the dildo |
And let’s |
Do the damn thing, so I can tell my kin folks |
About that there we did |
About that there freak you did |
And landed on my face |
Oooh, baby girl, I love the taste |
Got me livin' my fantasy |
Baby, come and dance for me |
You got that candy cream |
Let me see you pull your panty string |
Let your thong slide to the side, chica, open wide |
And let my fine ass baby mama put her tongue inside |
Tongue kissin', naked to the world |
Such a nasty girl |
You got me fiendin' every time I’m dreamin' of the pearl |
Twice Last Night, once in the mornin', that’s your favorite song |
It turns you on, leave your pumps on, baby, watch me hit it strong |
Baby Bashy, you so nasty |
Love the threesome, for the top notch jazzies |
Smokin' on purp', of that purple grassy |
Now what your body do |
Repeat Chorus Twice |
Ain’t no telling what a fella gonna do |
When it’s me, your friend and you, all alone |
And we getting' it on, like the name of the song |
It’s just the freak in you |
And me |
And her, fuck it |
Every body in this motherfucker |
We doing it sick |
Not givin' a shit, Shadow the Chicken Plucker |
I wanna know, what you got on your mind |
Is it the same as mine, we can bump and grind |
And tell your friend she can come along |
Why? |
I would never leave her behind |
Hell no |
Never mind the lovin' shit |
Remember I’m a thuggin', bitch |
Fuck her up, run trains of dick |
Cause all I give you dirty tricks, and that’s it |
No shame in the game I play |
Me and Bash got pie to lay |
Texas, Californ-I-A |
Smokin' weed, pokin' bitches all night and day |
Right away, in the hot water |
Put my hook, in the sea, and I cop water |
I gotta take it or leave it, and believe it or not |
I got the eye of an eagle |
And I spot 'em |
Hah |
Repeat Chorus Twice |
It’s me at the Holiday Inn, Howard Johnson |
Me and two friends like Charlie Bronson |
Locked up in a suite, in between sheets, gang bangin' top nothes |
Huh |
I’m the bossiest playa like the freak Steve Austin |
I don’t give a fuck what shit be costin' |
Keep bad bitches, pretty friends be flossin' |
Sex And The City every time we tossin' |
Never leave the pad without packin' precaution |
Frisco Mac, so proceed with caution |
Me and these dudes in the streets is often |
Blaze up a sack and a chronic offerin' |
Outlaw on the run, kamikaze with a gun |
Don Cisco, baby |
When I ride, I’m bossin', gonna |
Have some fun, it’s rollin' crazy |
2−1-1, girl, I like them odds |
You can rock my world |
I’ll make you scream, for the Gods |
In between the sheets, all night |
I’ll freak you hard |
Keep it cool |
What you speakin' on? |
Shut your mouth |
And just tweak it on |
Close your lips |
Leak you wrong |
Creep |
Hook: Frankie J |
You know I like to watch |
You know I like to see it |
I’m kinda freaky, mama |
Oh, baby, please believe it |
You know I like to watch (You know I like to watch) |
You know I like to see it |
I’m kinda freaky, mama (You like I like to see it) |
Oh, baby, please believe it |
Repeat Chorus Four Times |