Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Penthouse Suite, artist - TOXIC.
Date of issue: 31.12.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Penthouse Suite |
Would you mind if I take your thongs off with my teeth |
In the middle of the sheets I’m a freak with some whipped cream and a peach |
Would you mind if I snatched you straight up out the club to the dubs |
Running dubs to the tubs, to the bedroom, to the couch, to the rug |
Now would you mind if I beat it up on a sink in the kitchen |
Or watch the flash screen on the wall flicking high definition |
Now would you, mind not the chicken alfredo and champagne |
If I go back to spanking that thang why you give me good brain, c’mon |
It’s two a.m., just left the bar |
Pull up to the front valet my car |
Roll up an ounce on my platinum car |
C-note, the bell I’m superstar |
Who serve this champagne and cham' |
31 floors let me get that hip |
Six inch heels, sexy thong |
Gucci dressed, now take that off |
Would you mind, mind, it’s the penthouse suite |
Room full of fiends that thug at parties |
Would you mind, mind, get on the tour bus |
She ain’t with you she leaving with us |
Would you mind, mind, it’s going down |
Take your girl and then turn her out |
And the night is mine, the panties strapped |
The remix hot, and it don’t stop |
Look at you shorty do your thing |
Look at you on the T.V. screen |
Look at you shorty you’s a freak |
Look at you on top of me |
In and out, and up and down |
Soft and rough around and round |
Jacuzzi, pat-i-o |
Shower, bed, want floor |
(bridge — 2x) |
Dance to the cha-cha for me ma-ma |
Shake it make it drop drop for your pa-pa |
Twist your hips and your na-na, get hot |
Bounce, them ta-ta's, don’t stop |
Open the door come in, Toxic these whore again |
From the penthouse to the spas been in |
She said pour me some gin and where the weed at |
But all you gone get is a fin and catch a cab when I get a ski back |
Now see that, you trying to sip the whole bottle |
But gin ain’t the only thing you and your friend gone swallow |
You ain’t no model so how you gone trip |
No ass, how you gone sit, shit I’m bout to dip |
The party’s over, we at the penthouse |
Eighteen and older, come to the penthouse |
Man thug gone show out, reefer gone flow out |
Get drunk and roll out, get some get throwed out |
Down here, in low-low's, come to the penthouse |
You and your grown folks, we in the penthouse |
To all my groupies, with big old booties |
We making movies, in the penthouse suite |
Na na na na na na na — 8x |
(*ad libs*) |