I Can Tell Songtext
(Jamo)
You ain't gotta say to much
from the look in your eyes
I can tell you want to fuck
(Mercedes)
And you ain't gotta call me yo boo
just as bad as you want to fuck
I want to fuck too
(repeat)
You ain't gotta say to much
from the look in your eyes
I can tell you want to fuck
(Mercedes)
And you ain't gotta call me yo boo
just as bad as you want to fuck
I want to fuck too
(repeat)
(verse 1 rapped by Mac)
Now you ain't gotta say much
Cause i was peepin' you
Lookin at your hips got me thinking about
How deep in you i want to go
You heard about no limit soldiers
We get up in and hit it
Harder then de la hoya
I thought you i told you soldiers
Drawers come from them all
Known as the one who could
Spread the pussy wallz
I heard you got that kill
I can see it all in your grill
Could you ride me like a black mercedes
And make me do shit i never did with other ladies
I got a woman so i'm not looking for love
Just known to wear the glove
Get a couple of uh uhz
Shove it in your mouth cause i'ma thug Hit me on my pager if you want it
Soldier pation so if you want it
Get up on it!!
chorus
(verse 2-Mercedes)
Put me on the counter of the kitchen
Baby cover my body with ice cream
Lick me from head to toe
While bending me over
Ohh 69 will be the next thing
I want to taste your body
All night long
From sun up to sundown
I want to make you moan
Chorus
(verse 3- Jamo)
Killin i can't do
And Kiss you in the places light won't show
I'll take my time and do it slow
I'll do my own excersises
Right between your thighs
It's all very pleasureful
I'll go places he won't go
Lets keep it on the low low
So he won't know
and lets take it to the floor
Chorus
Now you ain't gotta say much
Cause i was peepin' you
Lookin at your hips got me thinking about
How deep in you i want to go
You heard about no limit soldiers
We get up in and hit it
Harder then de la hoya
I thought you i told you soldiers
Drawers come from them all
Known as the one who could
Spread the pussy wallz
I heard you got that kill
I can see it all in your grill
Could you ride me like a black mercedes
And make me do shit i never did with other ladies
I got a woman so i'm not looking for love
Just known to wear the glove
Get a couple of uh uhz
Shove it in your mouth cause i'ma thug Hit me on my pager if you want it
Soldier pation so if you want it
Get up on it!!
chorus
(verse 2-Mercedes)
Put me on the counter of the kitchen
Baby cover my body with ice cream
Lick me from head to toe
While bending me over
Ohh 69 will be the next thing
I want to taste your body
All night long
From sun up to sundown
I want to make you moan
Chorus
(verse 3- Jamo)
Killin i can't do
And Kiss you in the places light won't show
I'll take my time and do it slow
I'll do my own excersises
Right between your thighs
It's all very pleasureful
I'll go places he won't go
Lets keep it on the low low
So he won't know
and lets take it to the floor
Chorus
ROBERT BERKELEY DAVIS, CATHY DENNIS
© Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
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© Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
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