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  • Текст песни Warren G feat Toi - Looking At You

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    На этой странице находится текст песни Warren G feat Toi - Looking At You, а также перевод песни и видео или клип.
    When I step up in the place, your chance is gone
    That bitch you was glancing on
    If she leave with me, no chance that her pants is on
    No bra, no panties on
    Make her suck the same thing that my hand be on
    Red room, thick bitch with a sandy tone, we gone
    South beach in the Miami zone, Damn she grown
    Bad little candy cone
    One head nod from me, she out the door
    One hand job from her, she out the door
    Don’t trip pronto bitch, out the door
    Back to the beach, backyard, Delano
    All bullshit aside, she a cold piece
    The type that might go search the whole beach
    The type that might go out and bring back some thing whack, screaming
    Fuck Me, Fuck Me, Fuck Me

    Toi
    Sexy walking with that attitude
    You're lookin’ at me, I’m lookin’ at you
    Although I know I’m with my man, I just can't help but check for you
    Lookin’ at me, I’m looking at you
    Sneaky ways, but I ain’t mad at you
    Lookin’ at me, I’m looking at you
    Just imagine how this could go, I want you so
    And if you give me a chance, boy you know its gonna get real

    Warren G
    I take mine, small waistline
    Face of a dime, waste no time
    Grind on the dick, take mine wit a lick.
    You still be singing that Sunshine shit
    It's your world girl, come collide with the dick.
    Some Hot Zone champagne Heather Hunter, Dominique
    Some moan shit, home alone on some groan shit,
    King Kong make you moan wit this, and still want it all
    In the club bathroom stall, backseat take your clothes off
    I still fuck your broad. And all it take is one phone call,
    Show up and I’m beatin up all walls
    No joke, she broke all laws, handcuff and it’s a lost cause

    Toi
    Can we roll (Creep)
    I got a spot where we can both let go (Creep)
    If you can kick it holla let me know (She creeps)
    I'll keep it on the low (Creep creep creep creep)

    Warren G
    Sexy walkin with a street attitude
    Love to get between the sheets and cheat on your dude
    Besides, these drugs, got me in the mood
    After the club we can choose how Stella got her groove
    I ain't tryin to be rude, meet at my room number 2-1-3
    Private slumber party, with your name on the V-I-P
    That's how we get crunk s-i-p remy and get drunk

    Toi
    Sexy walking with that attitude
    You lookin’ at me, I’m lookin’ at you
    Although I know I’m with my man, I just can't help but check for you
    Lookin’ at me, I’m looking at you
    Sneaky ways, but I ain’t mad at you
    Lookin’ at me, I’m looking at you
    Just imagine how this could go, I want you so
    And if you give me a chance, boy you know its gonna get real
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