King Los

[fox69]

"Round Of Applause"

"Round Of Applause"


[Intro: Los]
Zero
It's Los
Gotta be a believer baby
Let's go

[Chorus: Chris Notez]
Oh-oh, ey-ey
And they ain't sayin nothin
If they ain't talkin money to me
I hear alot of chit chatter
But my pockets gettin fatter
So you know it sound funny to me
I'm makin haters bow down to the boss
I'm a rider and I'm down for the cause
Oh-oh, ey-ey
I'm makin haters bow down to the boss
I'm a rider and I'm down for the cause
How bout a round of applause?
Oh-oh, ay-ay, ey-ay
Oh-oh, ey-ay, ey-ay

[Verse 1: Los]
Okay, welcome to my world, bitch
We be on that thorough shit
And you be on that girl
You be-you be on that girl shit
Welcome to my block hoe
Don't nobody bias
Don't nobody know karate nigga
You know what that glock for
Gotta be a better way
Gotta be a different route
Gotta get my figures up
Gotta get my niggas out
Y'all should pull a Snickers out
I think I'm a be a while
Money make a nigga happy
And I think I need a smile
So much on my little mind
So much in so little time
Nobody solidified me
I stuck to my little grind
Now I'm in that big body
Sittin on them big wheels
Lil fella, big dreams
Nigga, I'm a big deal

[Chorus: Chris Notez]
Oh-oh, ey-ey
And they ain't sayin nothin
If they ain't talkin money to me
I hear alot of chit chatter
But my pockets gettin fatter
So you know it sound funny to me
I'm makin haters bow down to the boss
I'm a rider and I'm down for the cause
Oh-oh, ey-ey
I'm makin haters bow down to the boss
I'm a rider and I'm down for the cause
How bout a round of applause?
Oh-oh, ay-ay, ey-ay
Oh-oh, ey-ay, ey-ay

[Verse 2: Los]
Okay, cook it til it bubble up
Whip it til it double up
Rock it, chop it, bag it, flip it
Nigga, just don't fuck it up
Struggle with a passion
You wanna go and get it
Just be humble in your actions
And hustle til it happens
Yeah, what kinda question does the fear raise?
No questions, it's Maybachs in my near days
Versaci shades, and ocean beach from my staircase
And you just standin there with a scared face
And if I fall, so what? I'm so with it
I get up like a go-getta and go get it
Yeah, they gotta give it to me one time
Made it thru the rainy days
I'm ready for my sunshine

[Chorus: Chris Notez]
Oh-oh, ey-ey
And they ain't sayin nothin
If they ain't talkin money to me
I keep alot of chicks chatter
From my pockets gettin fatter
So you know it sound funny to me
I'm makin haters bow down to the boss
I'm a rider and I'm down for the cause
Oh-oh, ey-ey
I'm makin haters bow down to the boss
I'm a rider and I'm down for the cause
How bout a round of applause?

[Verse 3: Los]
Flashbacks, gun shots, caution tape
Best friends and relatives who haunts his fate
Double crosses, setbacks, let downs
Feelin corned, closed in, shut down
Hard times, long days, late nights
We fall down then get up and take flight
Yeah, this for all the ones that never get a chance
I can't wait to kick it with you
Promise we gon' sit and laugh
Promise we gon' joke about
The times that we didn't have
All my peoples with a dream
Just don't let your vision pass
Those who never gave the time
Say they wanna know you now
Wasn't round when shit was tough
They just wanna slow you down
Homie, what I owe you now?
I see where we all stand
How you gon' take credit for
Something that was in God's plans?
If you real I salute ya
Born to make history, nigga I'm the future

[Chorus: Chris Notez]
Oh-oh, ey-ey
And they ain't sayin nothin
If they ain't talkin money to me
I hear alot of chit chatter
But my pockets gettin fatter
So you know it sound funny to me
I'm makin haters bow down to the boss
I'm a rider and I'm down for the cause
Oh-oh, ey-ey
I'm makin haters bow down to the boss
I'm a rider and I'm down for the cause
How bout a round of applause?

 

[fox69]

"Run This Town"

"Run This Town"


Straight off the T-O, -P-No ego, please don't
We don't, need no, hero
Choppers, eagles, T-I, T-O
I'm M-I-K-E then T-I
Straight off the T-O, -P-No ego, please don't
We don't, need no, hero
Choppers, eagles, T-I, T-O
I'm M-I-K-E then T-I, -T-O
Soft like Rudy, Vanessa, Theo
I set it off stony, Frankie Cleo
I'm the one like morpheus, Trinity, Neo
And swagg plus absolute genius euals, zero
I run wherever, I land on the runway
Give me daylight, and I Ray Rice on the run play
Everytime you hate, you just giving me promo
Nigga I runs house, you just Diggy and Jojo
Yea boy, I'm good like arenas from the outside
You can hear the screams, in the arenas from the outside
Z-E-R, -O-G-R, -A-V, -I-T-Y, Rock a by baby
Like blue dinem, latigra navy
The masseraa, T can fly, maybe
How they gonna hand me down bad
Bitch I'm Bremmy Brown, you got hand me down swag
That paycheck you think get your job, I might burn it
I don't chase ham, ham chase me, I'm like Kirmit
You can't afford a loss, me I was born to floss
Even if they full court press me, I get my point across
Make cheddar, stack a dock
Look, Ray-Levan-blackin-Pac
Look, way-better-Rapping-stop
Look, Mayweather-Packy-out
Yea a-mess, in-back-in-five
Look, the newest Einstein
In Germany, they say that boy-do is Einfrein
That's my 1-2, in case you need a translator
Plus there's one or two model-bitches, in my planslator
While you and you're girl in between fights
I lay her over, like shes in between flights
You somewhere from UHHH, to in between nights
And I wake every single night, in between dykes
I can't stop, 'till my name is somewhere, in between lights
Or multiple color gymstones, in between ice, yeah
I'm witty and gifted, I'm pretty persistent
But I keep this bitch running, like a Diddy assistant
So while your runs ended, my runs on endless
I will never stop, period, run-on sentence
This run I'm on, I should stress, I might injure-something
Plus I go in, Bang-Robbice, keep the engine running
Run circles 'round wreck, square niggas sound wack
I try-angles to spit from, they haven't found yet
You run 'round acting tough, no circles to back it up
Meet me in the square motherfucker, if you bad enough
Bad enough, I paddle these padding rats famous
I adapt to my habitat, and change it
Zero!

 

[fox69]

"Say Yeah Freestyle"

"Say Yeah Freestyle"


They like who the fuck is Los and I'm like who the fuck is you?
I'm a lion, no lyin' I belong in the fucking zoo
If they lyin' leave 'em lyin' they family fuck em too
I am custom I am something they ain't accustomed to
Boy I'm the fucking truth and will I chill never
I'm so sick having the flu might make me feel better
Lil fella don't stop, for this grill cheddar dope guac, ill leather no top
Rolling on wheels so big so mean so slick so clean so six oh kings
Quit joking nigga this whole thing is bananas please pardon my slurred grammar
I'm just so bizerre that I start stretching my werrd am I gettin on your nerves
Hope so dope flow and I'm Los not Loso and I'm def not so-so
But if Jermaine wanna throw couple dollars my way lemme know so
I'll be down south screwed up tipping on fo fo's dipping on Volvos
Sitting on low pros and I'm loco not local I'm so cool I flow through
I go through impossible obstacles I'm so close I feel it I kill it like everytime
Every line of mine such a phenomenon behind the line of Nas and Nine
And be on my obvious ambience I think I wrote this in an ambulance
My flow is as cold as an avalanche
Why do you think that you have a chance if you grab your pants
And the shit that I do you would rather dance
With both feet tied I closed these eyes and I wrote these lines
So how you gonna read em if you don't read minds
And if you read minds please don't read mine
In the bathroom with the lights off in the mirror say it slow three times
Like Candyman I like calling you Randy man
So give me a hand like the Addams family (snap) the Addams family (snap)
How in the fuck did you ever think your man could handle me (snap)
Not for nothing never happen I be forever rapping
The best until I Will Smith and switch it to clever acting
Man stop I'm the hood hero like Hancock
I guess we Enemies of the State that's why my man's locked
Set up the damn shop finish it re-up and stack cause when you Bad Boy
You know you gotta dodge the Men in Black
No longer bad boy, but I've been blessed since
Now I'm about to fill up banks like I'm the Fresh Prince
My new motto is keep trying and go through
You're now flying on G5.2!

 

[fox69]

"Say You Will"

"Say You Will"


Nigga I attack this with the sickest tactics
For all the wicked practice that the wicked practice
Niggas see ya vision, try to flip it backwards
So I'm shootin a movie, all these niggas actors
I'm screamin "Nigga, action! ", look at niggas actions
You fail to do the math you never get a bigger fraction
If I take it out I make it double, put it back in
Married to the hustle, not attracted to subtraction
Niggas park face in, but see me I back in
So I don't have to back out any corner that I'm backed in
Niggas turnt they back on me, never gettin back in
I'm in this for the long run, catch em on the back end
Nigga I'm a eat, you won't even get the napkin
Nah, I ain't crippin, I'm just tryina get it crackin
Naw, I ain't trippin, I just carry Louie bags in
Baby if you ridin better hop your bougie ass in
That's real and I'm laughin, niggas ain't quick enough
I'm sick enough to make a Advil need a Aspirin
Y'all fake and no lastin
Me I'm goin hard – all takin, no askin
And I figured the phonies'll criticize me
But I'm growing every moment this only sodilifies me
I had a bitch tell me, "You a groovy nigga, papi!"
I said, "Naw, baby, I'm a movie – niggas watch me"
I'm who these niggas copy, and ooo, these niggas sloppy
I'm a prove it to em, I'm a school these niggas – watch me
Fuck what you heard, you can't call me cocky
Cause cocky and cocky enough of a word
Word, y'all don't even know what my story 'bout
How I had to push myself, they wouldn't pull me out
How I pushed the pen thru the pain to pull the glory out
Push come to shove I'm a make it cause I could pull it out
Don't push your luck, pull my stats
But niggas won't push you up, they pull you back
I'm gooder than better, I'm better than good
I don't quit, I'm so sick I wish medicine would
I'm on chrome rims, leathers and wood
And when you as great and you ever gon be you was never this good
Yeain't never met a fella that could
Fly as a helicopter propeller compelled to be this clever, this hood
My competitors, I'd like to welcome you all to art school
School you with my art so hard I made smart cool
So when it come to me, yeain't gotta watch
What you say or how you say it – just watch who you talk to
Cause it'll cost you if you pick me
First lesson of the recession – it ain't shit free
And I'm the shit, nigga, just let the shit be
It won't be shit if the bullshit skips me
But however if your bullshit hits me
Then I'm in forever and it's whatever with me
But on the other hand, I'm just on cloud nine
Tryna keep my swagga real high on my down time
And since I never spend time down
Haters see a nigga while he up and wanna tie him down
You don't wanna try him clown, Los on his best shit
Nigga I goes in like I'm on the fuckin guest list

[Outro: Los]
You know
I officially got the word from my fans
That uh, that I'm the best rapper alive
So I figured I'd just let
You know, I'd let the world know that uh...
Don't be mad at me cause I didn't say it
You know, I'm just reiterating
What the fans have said and
The people have spoken, as you do know
So, I will be postin up
Frequent displays of greatness
From this point on cause now
I have a reputation to live up to
And uh, I'm a handsome guy
But it's bout to get ugly, ladies and gentleman
I think I'm just gon give out G5.2 now
Because, well, I'm the best rapper
And I can do some shit like that
I'm workin on my cocky shit, please excuse me
Um, yeah, I just thought I'd talk
See, I never get to talk to you niggas, man
Haters, please, y'all y'all welcome to come
My fans will crucify you in them comments haha
But we gon have some fun baby
So uh, you know... stay tuned
It's ya boy Los

 

[fox69]

"Sexy While You Chillin'"

"Sexy While You Chillin'"


[Intro: Los]
Uh
You know sometimes you gotta do
Somethin sexy for the ladies, you know?
(You're so sexy, yeah)
Los
Mario, holla at em baby

[Verse 1: Mario]
This for all my girls in the club
That know they sexy
And I just came to show my girls some love
Because they sexy
(I see you, let's go)
Now put your hands up if you sexy
You don't care who doubt it (Uh uh)
You don't need no outfit
You look good without it
Swagger on a cloud (on a cloud)
Body on a billion (on a billion)
Girl you know you sexy
Sexy while you chillin
(Sexy while you chillin)

[Bridge: Mario]
So put your hands up if you sexy
Lemme hear ya girl, if you sexy
Swagger on a cloud
Body on a billion
Girl you know you sexy (Uh)
Sexy while you chillin (Let's go)

[Hook: Los & Mario]
You don't need this blouse and
You don't need this skirt
You don't need no make up
Slip on this t-shirt
Hair up in a bun and
You done slipped them heels off
Layin cross the couch
And your body lookin real soft
Sexy, you so sexy while you chillin
Sexy while you chillin
So sexy make me wanna come and
Sex you while you chillin (Uh, uh)
Sexy while you chillin (Right)
Sexy while you chillin (Right)
So sexy make me wanna come and
Sex you while you chillin (Listen)

[Verse 2: Los]
Shawty, you amazin, how you get a shape like that?
Catch you in the kitchen, turn you to my late night snack
Wanna sit it on the counter when it shake like that
Lookin like a piece of candy, you get ate like that
Wanna pull up to your bumper where your brake lights at
And eat your whole pie, you will not get a slice back
Girl, believe that, I just wanna squeeze that
While you do the dishes in my Polo V-neck
Legs just glistenin, yeah you such a thick thing
Smellin like some strawberries, all we need is whipped cream
You damn right, that t-shirt make you look like dessert
Baby, you the business, I'm tryin to put in the work
I put it in that overtime, lay your body over mine
Shawty, we could floor surf, table top and sofa climb
You better go 'head girl, we don't need no bed girl
Witchyour lil sexy ass, you heard what I said girl!

[Hook: Los & Mario]
You don't need this blouse and
You don't need this skirt
You don't need no make up
Slip on this t-shirt
Hair up in a bun and
You done slipped them heels off
Layin cross the couch
And your body lookin real soft
Sexy, you so sexy while you chillin
Sexy while you chillin
So sexy make me wanna come and
Sex you while you chillin
Sexy while you chillin
Sexy while you chillin
So sexy make me wanna come and
Sex you while you chillin

[Verse 3: Los]
Girl, it's somethin how them jeans fit, and your waist shape
You look like you smell good, but you smell like you taste great
Now I see why they hate, San Tropez we vacate
And you be layin on the beach just lookin like a Playmate
You ain't gotta throw them heels on or pull that Birkenau
You look so good I wanna put it on you while you workin out
We could work it out, who knew you was this hot?
Vickie sweat pants, Louie flip-flops
And your hips rock when you vacuum
We gon have a shower scene I catch you in that bathroom
Witchyour hair back, face pretty
Ass fat, waist skinny
And you so fine, I just wanna break it off
I just wan' you slip this outfit on so I can take it off
So take it off, and I'm a beat it up
Why you think I want it when we leave the club?

[Hook: Los & Mario]
You don't need this blouse and
You don't need this skirt
You don't need no make up
Slip on this t-shirt
Hair up in a bun and
You done slipped them heels off
Layin cross the couch
And your body lookin real soft
Sexy, you so sexy while you chillin
Sexy while you chillin
So sexy make me wanna come and
Sex you while you chillin
Sexy while you chillin
Sexy while you chillin
So sexy make me wanna come and
Sex you while you chillin

[Bridge: Mario]
So put your hands up if you sexy
Lemme hear ya girl, if you sexy
Swagger on a cloud
Body on a billion
Girl you know you sexy
Sexy while you chillin
Sexy while you chillin
Sexy while you chillin

 

[fox69]

"Shine"
(feat. Phil Ade)

"Shine"
(feat. Phil Ade)



[Hook:]
That paper my chauffeur, yea that money drive me
Nigga I'm rolling I let your honey ride me
Hate it or love it hater, hate it or love it hater
Hate it or love it hater, but I'm getting my fucking paper
I'm shinning on them niggas slidin' on them thangs
Every city that I roll through they be hollerin' my name
Hate it or love it hater, hate it or love it hater
Hate it or love it hater, but I'm getting my fucking paper

[Verse: Los]
Seems all these niggas are gone man I'm zoning and flying
But homie don't get me wrong I still roam with the lions
That mufucker on chrome I'm into ownin' and buyin'
All white with the red top call it Conan O'brien
I was almost to the top when a nigga fell back
To the bottom and it shook my whole plan
Then I climb back from the bottom
Tryna make it to the top so I took my whole fam
If I gotta go hard then I'm a bull guard for ya whole card
In my hood I go HAM, now a nigga gettin chauffeured
Screamin' look ma no haaaands damn
Damn I dun made it through the struggle yea it been a fight
Like a left then a right, then a right then a left then a body hook
Then my papa left so it's only right my body hooks when I write
Fly as a pimp fl-fly as a pimp l-look here boy l-look here boy
Niggas mad cause my swag high as a blimp
I guess you can call that a good year boy
And I'm comin for the top cause I'm one of the best
Cool as a tropic breeze and my watch like a cop with a gun
And a vest that motherfuckers talkin bout freeze
And I'm stylin on yo ass walkin in these Kanye sneakers
And I don't mean followin' his path (Louis)

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Shooter Intro"

"Shooter Intro"


Love should push us; Hatred never should
So yes I love to push hard as hatred ever could
Shooter
Somebody better warm these fuckin' niggas
You push my generation; I'm gon pull this fuckin' trigger
Sucka niggas point black; tell me, who feel you?
I need no bullets for liars; I let the truth kill you
UH... I'm in your city at the best hotel
It's L-O-S; you get me backwards leave you S-O-L
I ain't the best? oh well
I hope you get this lesson
If I lift this weapon then AIM
You'll get it; instant message
UH... I'm actin' a ass; Eeyore
Though I'm not actin'; I actually I am these bars
If these walls could talk, I wouldn't have to speak it
If your girls walls could talk, I wouldn't have a secret
Damn, that's some deep shit
You thinkin' that indecent
I'm thinkin' you thinkin' too much my nigga that's a freak bitch
As of recent, reflectin' on what I been through
I love how when you lose it all, you lose your fake friends too
I'm so Bob Lee, Swagga that never catch em
I'm everywhere the cake at like I'm wedding crashing
Hustle 24/7 nigga never nappin'
I bet I lap them; bet I leave them where they last stood
I smoke rappers, it's a wrap like a backwood
Yeah I'm that good, no applause needed
Fuck these blind A&R's long as ya'll see it
I get the car, see it?
Hit the end button; end the discussion
I'm appalled; beat it
But not at all heated
As long as seated in the front row to watch a nigga break it down like
Guilty was the first tape I laid down, right?
Whole city went nuts, said it sound tight
Moved on to G5 then I found flight
So fly, I forgot what down like
They said it sound right
I moved onto special edition and then I dropped point 2
The internet buzzing said the motherfucking thurl
I had the #1 milli in the motherfucking world
Damn, couldn't tell you how that feel
I kept it moving though, next stop swaggsville
I got solidified, it even shocked me
A lot of fans put a motherfucker in they top 3
I killed everybody beat so critical
Nothing left to do but to drop an original
I hit J-O Stars and J Mike but 2 seconds ain't get the daylight
That it deserved; never detoured
Go hard and giving people what they prefer
So with this next one, I was a hero
I saved it Hip-Hop
It screamed Zero
G-R-A-V-I-T-Y
The best arguably, ya'll see why?
I killed everything with an insane flow
Mixtape of the year with Dwayne though
So I'm back now; napsack strap down
In full effect for my backpack cats now
All black; blacked out; black mask down
On the rooftop with my city in the background
Black Ray Bans; all black tripod
If you wanna aim for it baby just try hard
Welcome to the Shooter mixtape; nigga my God

 

[fox69]

"Sky Is The Limit"
(feat. Fantasia)

"Sky Is The Limit"
(feat. Fantasia)



[Los:]
I was the freshest nigga in Nautica, fiending to rock Versace
Bumpin' Nas in the Maxima, dreamin' of Maseratis
Before I started to shine with this thing that I got inside me
I simply was improvising what scheming would not provide me
Demons that tried to block me, they don't like me, amen
If great minds think alike, it's less likely, relent
I'm into small fancy cars, large pretty homes
Dinner with Mary Blige, Sean Diddy Combs
And we gone cause the money don't stop here
Millionaire jokes cause it's funny how we got here
Laughing at my haters, no regards, no sentiments
I go so hard, and your heart's so venomous
In love with the flossing, I ball so intimate
I'm so fill of flow, how is God so generous?
Imagine they could deprive me
Now I actually master adjectives that describe me

[Fantasia:]
Sky is the limit so you know that you keep on
Just keep on pressing on
Sky is the limit so you know that you can
Have what you want, be what you want
Sky is the limit so you know that you keep on
Just keep on pressing on
Sky is the limit so you know that you can
Have what you want, be what you want
Have what you want, be what you want

[Los:]
I was only 16 when finding my heart was bitter
Robbed of my happiness and deprived of a father figure
Not knowing stripping me down was you revealing the flaws
Not comfortable being broke, and too familiar with loss
Walking through the dangers of aiming with my devotions
Harnessing my anger, a stranger to my emotions
Now, tell my jeweller to do me another bezel
Bigger and better, in constant pursuit of another level
I put my foot to the pedal, push the Porsche to the limit
Used to post on the block, 100 points on the pivot
I'm just being specific, it run it's course when you live it
I know niggas that got knocked with 100 joints in the Civic
I made a choice in my situation
Gained fortune, and now I'm the voice of my generation
It's like the whole world playing whatever I say
And I just kneel down, put both hands together and pray

[Fantasia:]
Sky is the limit so you know that you keep on
Just keep on pressing on
Sky is the limit so you know that you can
Have what you want, be what you want
Sky is the limit so you know that you keep on
Just keep on pressing on
Sky is the limit so you know that you can
Have what you want, be what you want
Have what you want, be what you want

 

[fox69]

"Slave"
(feat. Eskeerdo)

"Slave"
(feat. Eskeerdo)



[Eskeerdo:]
You a slave, them bitches say
You a slave to the game, you a slave
And you love it
You a slave to the whips and chains
You a slave to the game, you a slave
And you love it
And you love it
And you love it

[King Los:]
I said my Rollie got me pussy whipped, yes it do, I admit
Every day I'm buying shit
Like every J the flyest shit
Helicopter over top my ex's house, high as shit
Take a giant shit on the roof, ooh, I ain't shit
Cause I'm from the hood and I got issues still
12 years old we cook that coke, baby face, whip a pill, grip the steel
Damn ain't this a bitch, ain't no motherfucking fathers
Put the message out, can't protect this house with under armor, no
Everybody talking, anybody can get it
Ain't nobody talking, have your body chalking
Anybody worried about it can get curried
Or everybody can carry your coffin until you're buried
Niggas married to the streets, never scared
Never serve an undercover
Never bitch and never snitch on your fucking brother
I'll shit, that's the recipe, but real shit it'll set you free my nigga

[Eskeerdo:]
You a slave, them bitches say
You a slave to the game, you a slave
And you love it
You a slave to the whips and chains
You a slave to the game, you a slave
And you love it
And you love it
And you love it

[King Los:]
I said my necklace got me pussy whipped, yes it do, I admit
My environment is a pirate ship, lion pit
It's supply demand, flip a pie, and acquire shit
That's right money talk, ain't got none, then be quiet bitch
Cause I'm from the hood and I got issues still
If they shoot your pop when you 16 that's when the shit get real, grip the steel
Damn ain't this a bitch, ain't no motherfucking fathers
Put the message out, can't protect this house with under armor, no
Everybody's a victim, the vindictive system been dicking us down
Been digging a hole to stick my niggas in
Finish em before we even get started
We been falling before we ever thought of walking
All this heartlessness just evolved
Listen to unconscious loss, niggas monsters
And y'all bitches looking for sponsors, you just slaves

[Eskeerdo:]
You a slave, them bitches say
You a slave to the game, you a slave
And you love it
You a slave to the whips and chains
You a slave to the game, you a slave
And you love it
And you love it
And you love it

 

[fox69]

"Slo Motion"
(feat. Dudley)

"Slo Motion"
(feat. Dudley)



Eh look
Ye ain't gotta show me your spot cause I'm a find it tonight
I got every wine that you like a lil brian mcknight
Step out let me see that vicki secret design in the light
I'm a do sum shit with my hands and send your mind in the flight
Turn your phone off, you gon have the time of your life
Besides, you don't get no service when we climbin them heights
Let's take off, I got some 1st class shit for that gorgeous ass
That make you lay over other men get you boarding pass
I kiss you from your big toe to your hips though
To your waist and your belly button to your lips slow
Cause I'm into you, I want to interview every inch of you
Release all the tension niggas don't pay attention to
Rub between your thighs jus to make your knees shake
Then kiss you on your ankle cause I love the way your feet shake
With your purple toe nails, you work it so well
It's the perfect show cause we ain't close them curtains oh well
Let them haters watch they can take votes
And let them neighbours watch they can take notes

Baby we gon turn the lights down low
We ain't gotta rush let's get lost in every touch
Baby we ain't got nowhere to go
I want you to count every kiss from my lips on your hips
Now move it nice and slow
And I'm a make my way down you jus gotta lay down
Baby let me take control
When it seem the world movin to fast let me get that {slow motion}[x8]

You can get it somethin polite or have it rough as you like
I'm slow grind mode, so blind folds with buckets of ice
How you want it baby, eye contact, and hand grippin
Or me in it like a mechanic fixin a transmission
Uh ugh, that's head first in the hood could be your red skirt
Now spread it out real good until them legs hurt
Ankle grippin, changin position
Hangin off the edge of the bed but ain't no slippin I got you
You start cummin, I jump up out it jus to watch you
Now turn that ass over and come here cause I'm not through
Arch it up I kiss the smile on your back
Lift you from bed to the wall way down the hall in the back
All way down to the desk in my office on some principal shit
Bumpin the computer turnin on instrumentals and shit
And then you stop, I tell you it ain't nuttin wrong bout it
When we finish I'm gon make a song out it

Baby we gon turn the lights down low
We ain't gotta rush let's get lost in every touch
Baby we ain't got nowhere to go
I want you to count every kiss from my lips on your hips
Now move it nice and slow
And I'm a make my way down you jus gotta lay down
Baby let me take control
When it seem the world movin to fast let me get that {slow motion}[x16]