Fucking Lyrics

Woo, ohh, she looks so beautiful, don't you agree?
Girl, you know what I think you should do right now?
You should just take off all of your clothes, every article of clothing
Except for the, leave the pumps on girl, I like that
Enough of the kissin' and huggin'

(We should be f**kin')
On da bed on da couch now
(f**kin', f**kin', f**kin')
From the front to the living room

(We should be f**kin')
On da bed on da couch now
(f**kin', f**kin', f**kin')
From the front to the living room, yeah

Let the boys make love, let me f**k ya from da back
Hair pullin', hot wax, they won't do it like dat
They can't do it like this, they won't tie you by your wrist
And spank ya lil' s*xy bad a*s, cum quick

Yeah, I know you hard at work
Yeah, I know your boss a jerk
You can come to da platter, tie you up, witcha skirt
Let ya man make love, let me bring ya to da crib

You a big city girl, let me show you where I live
Gotta pond in da front, gotta lake in da back
If you wanna pop da trunk, we can do it in da lac
Got a d**k like a horse, let me see you take that

(We should be f**kin')
On da bed on da couch now
(f**kin', f**kin', f**kin')
From the front to the living room

(We should be f**kin')
On da bed on da couch now
(f**kin', f**kin', f**kin')
From the front to the living room, yeah

Girl gon' lose ya mind, let my d**k touch your spine
Cum four or five times, southside bump-n-grind
Young lady stand in line, but I wanna f**k you
And all ya freaky dreams, I wanna make come true

Like f**kin' on da back porch, gon' let it out
Or we can f**k in Time Square, I make you scream Dirty South
Damn I ain't tryna run game, but I will make you scream my name
(David Banner)

Yeah, my G5 just an airplane
Take it how you want it girl pleasure or pain
Yeah, 'cuz ya dealin' wit a mack now
Go and tell ya friends dat I blew ya back out

(We should be f**kin')
On da bed on da couch now
(f**kin', f**kin', f**kin')
From the front to the living room

(We should be f**kin')
On da bed on da couch now
(f**kin', f**kin', f**kin')
From the front to the living room, yeah

When ya step into the crib, get in your birthday suit
Girl leave on ya heels and get it ready for daddy
I guarantee your satisfaction, I hope you're ready for action
I'm in the mood, baby, ohh, yeah

Forget ya nigga, stand and revizzle
Put ya back into it, when I work da middle
Make it hurt a little, when I hit it from the back, girl

(We should be f**kin')
On da bed on da couch now
(f**kin', f**kin', f**kin')
From the front to the living room

(We should be f**kin')
On da bed on da couch now
(f**kin', f**kin', f**kin')
From the front to the living room, yeah

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