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Interpret:
Vanilla Ice
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| The Horny Song
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Now that ya feelin it I see youre getting weak
youre gettin real close
youre reachin that peak
uh
youre like high altitude in a lear jet
work them hips like a pistons in a corvette
slow down or Ill have to pull ya over
search ya, handcuff ya, and do a move on ya
you get a GWB stands for girl with a body pump it like a hottie
seems like you got switches and youre hittin em
two wheel motion keep bumpin em
now throw it east to west and put a hump in it
back stroke, and boogie with a bump in it
tell me how ya do it like that, how ya got stacked
how you scrambled like a quarter back
I want you weak in the knees and shaking in your pants
and all I wanna do is make you dance
come on!
Here I come, here I come Here I come, here I come Here I come, here I come
Here I come, here I come Here I come, here I come Here I come, here I come
Here I come, here I come Here I come, here I come
see the sweat that youre lettin off
now, keep it comin girl
ya know I love it when you take it off
you got me sittin in the hot seat
drippin from the body heat
from my head to my feet
we can do it by candle light all night
keep it goin till the sunlight, thats right
whatcha tryin to do, make the Ice melt?
dont you know my cream is good for your health?
you know you wanna shake what your mamma gave ya
youre getting real hot, now Im gonna spray ya
rub it in like lotion
juices flowin everywhere
like water in the ocean
you got that hourglass figure
uh
all the right moves
and ya know I wannaa dig ya
got 31 flavors, know what I mean?
and I wanna take a dip in your ice cream
Here I come, here I come Here I come, here I come Here I come, here I come
Here I come, here I come Here I come, here I come Here I come, here I come
Here I come, here I come Here I come, here I come
know Ill be the one to kick this shit off
and crank it up like a 250
engine in a motorcross
and make ya feel it girl
till ya get sick with it
and all that junk in your trunk
dont be stingy with it
and Im gonna make it all good like the weekend
you got enough for yourself and for all my friends
and its enough of me to go round like the globe
set it up like a tent, watch it unfold
I see your eyes glistening for the benjis
but you aint gotta fake it
I just want you to shake it
break me off a piece of that action like Jackson
I aint trying to hit it
and I aint trying to wax it
picture you and me on the beach and you be
climbing up this tall coconut tree
all I wanna do is hump with it and make you scream
and eat you up
as I floss with your g-string
Here I come, here I come Here I come, here I come Here I come, here I come
Here I come, here I come Here I come, here I come Here I come, here I come
Here I come, here I come Here I come, here I come
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Eingetragen |
04.Aug.2001 03:08:40 |
Letzer Aufruf |
30.Dec.2004 23:12:36 |
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