Текст песни: 504 Boyz - I Can Tell...



(chorus)



you dont gotta say to much

from the look in your eyes

I can tell you wanna fuck



And you aint gotta call me ya boo

Just as bad as you wanna fuck

I wanna fuck too



no, no, no you aint gotta say to much

from the look in your eyes

I can tell you wanna fuck



And you aint gotta say much cause I was peepin you

lookin at yo hips got me thinkin bout how deep in you

im tryna go

you heard about them no limit souljas

we get up in it and hit harder than dela hoya

I thought I told ya the soulja drawers

covered with my balls

Im known for rippin the pussy walls

I heard you got the kill

I can see it all in yo grill

now can you drop it like a black mercedes

and make me do that shit I naver did with other ladies

I gotta woman so Im not lookin for love

I just wanna fit your glove

get a couple of uh-uh`s in your mouth just like a thug

And hit me on my pager if you want it

this soulja passion so get up on it

if you want it (whoa, whoa)



chorus



put me on the counter in the kitchen

now baby pour my body wit some icecream

lick me from head to toe bendin me over

69`ll be the next thing

I wanna taste your body all night long

from sun up to sun down

I wanna make you moan



chorus



Can I light candles

I`ll kiss you in the place where the light dont show

I`ll take my time and so it slow

I`ll do my all exercises

right between your thighs

its all very pleasurble

lets keep it on the low-low

so he wont know

now lets take it to the floor



chorus until fade

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(chorus)



you dont gotta say to much

from the look in your eyes

I can tell you wanna fuck



And you aint gotta call me ya boo

Just as bad as you wanna fuck

I wanna fuck too



no, no, no you aint gotta say to much

from the look in your eyes

I can tell you wanna fuck



And you aint gotta say much cause I was peepin you

lookin at yo hips got me thinkin bout how deep in you

im tryna go

you heard about them no limit souljas

we get up in it and hit harder than dela hoya

I thought I told ya the soulja drawers

covered with my balls

Im known for rippin the pussy walls

I heard you got the kill

I can see it all in yo grill

now can you drop it like a black mercedes

and make me do that shit I naver did with other ladies

I gotta woman so Im not lookin for love

I just wanna fit your glove

get a couple of uh-uh`s in your mouth just like a thug

And hit me on my pager if you want it

this soulja passion so get up on it

if you want it (whoa, whoa)



chorus



put me on the counter in the kitchen

now baby pour my body wit some icecream

lick me from head to toe bendin me over

69`ll be the next thing

I wanna taste your body all night long

from sun up to sun down

I wanna make you moan



chorus



Can I light candles

I`ll kiss you in the place where the light dont show

I`ll take my time and so it slow

I`ll do my all exercises

right between your thighs

its all very pleasurble

lets keep it on the low-low

so he wont know

now lets take it to the floor



chorus until fade

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