I THINK YOURE REALLY CUTE SO I MADE A SEX SONG ABOUT YOU by Kill Bill: The Rapper Lyrics
[Verse]
Never gonna tell you how I feel, I ain't trippin'
Xanny on the tongue, had me on the sun
I got a feelin' baby, it's just a feelin' baby
That I want you and I want you to fuckin' feel it baby
I'm a wreck, I'm a mess
I wanna kiss you on your neck and down your chest
I don't think you know the deal, poppin' trunk, hold the wheel
Slow it down, broken seal, I'm tryna see what clothes conceal
Layin' next to you, it does somethin' to me
And I know that you can see right fuckin' through me
Mango, orange juice, squirt it with the rum
Pussy's so wet, she got me surfin' with my tongue
... Surf's up
And all I want is you, so don't even twist my words up
I fuck with you
I like watchin' movies, even if they suck, with you
Wakin' up, feeelin' like lady luck hit you
A crush hits you, somethin' like a truck hits you
I was sittin' in the studio
When you flip my shit like it's Yu-Gi-Oh, yo
Cute face with the blue-green eyes
The first time we hung out, shit, you seemed shy, uh
Why feelings gotta slip through cracks?
You got me, should I get you back? I'm done talkin'
Got me walkin' in circles
I wanna feel on that ass, eat you, feet on the dash
I'm a fiend for that shit, I mean that
My name, my name, I wanna hear you scream that
Never gonna tell you how I feel, I ain't trippin'
Xanny on the tongue, had me on the sun
I got a feelin' baby, it's just a feelin' baby
That I want you and I want you to fuckin' feel it baby
I'm a wreck, I'm a mess
I wanna kiss you on your neck and down your chest
I don't think you know the deal, poppin' trunk, hold the wheel
Slow it down, broken seal, I'm tryna see what clothes conceal
Layin' next to you, it does somethin' to me
And I know that you can see right fuckin' through me
Mango, orange juice, squirt it with the rum
Pussy's so wet, she got me surfin' with my tongue
... Surf's up
And all I want is you, so don't even twist my words up
I fuck with you
I like watchin' movies, even if they suck, with you
Wakin' up, feeelin' like lady luck hit you
A crush hits you, somethin' like a truck hits you
I was sittin' in the studio
When you flip my shit like it's Yu-Gi-Oh, yo
Cute face with the blue-green eyes
The first time we hung out, shit, you seemed shy, uh
Why feelings gotta slip through cracks?
You got me, should I get you back? I'm done talkin'
Got me walkin' in circles
I wanna feel on that ass, eat you, feet on the dash
I'm a fiend for that shit, I mean that
My name, my name, I wanna hear you scream that