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Tell Me What U Think Lyrics - Singles - Terror Squad

[chorus] 2x 

[tony sunshine] 

Yo 

If you want it in the morning and you need it in the 

Night 

I'm a give it to you baby 

I'm a give it to you right 

[sapphira] 

Would you do whatever I want? 

Would you give me all that I need? 

 

[fat joe] 

Ugh yo yo 

Don't need to tell me about your love life 

I can see it in your eyes you like the thug type, his & her bikes 

Diamonds in the rough? right! 

Love the crushed ice? love to puff la? love to get fucked? right! 

It's the don with the s-class, all aboard! with thebest ass 

Known to make the sex last, 

Only rep that, bet ya can't sit 

Joey head crack, keep you dancin', shit be hectic 

Start the party in the limo, bacardi con limon 

That's what's on, girl, shake your body, c'mon 

Forget your friends, you can trust this 

I know you heard how we run tris, but I want one chic 

Don thick with the big hips,joe will have a hoe 

Screaming "fat niggas got big dicks!" 

So lick your lips if you're feeling me, I'm right in 

Front of trinity 

The way you work that thong, girl you're killin' me 

 

[chorus] 

 

[armageaddon] 

Yeah 

Me? I love the way you work it now [now] 

Pumping your bottom up and down like somebody played 

You and now you tryin' to hurt them back 

Whatever it is that you really need, you can get it, 

If it's me you can hit, if it's weed it's already litted 

We can leave in a minute, hop in the drop top 3 if you wit it 

Watch tv in it, feel the breeze, 

And get lifted on our way to the four seasons 

Here's a sweet that I rented; I'm a get deeper in it 

Than he's been in it 

Bangin' like a chief's up in it [don't stop] 

Fuck your punnony; butterfly on top of my body 

I'm a suck that tootsie roll 

'til the cops gotta come and find me 

That's word life, mommy, I break you off like 

Commission, through all the positions 

Show you shit you always thought you was missing 

Go and walk like a stallion, yelling "fuck!" like italians 

Beat it from the back, with your butt hitting my trunk, gold medallion 

I'm puttin' in work, so now you gotta trade your pussy in it 

If armageaddon heard it, let it rest 'til it's new again 

 

[chorus] 

 

[cuban link] 

Dame un beso, en el pecho, y quitate pantalon 

Let me freak your body, mommy, with my cancion 

I got a spot at the ramada, asta manana 

Dame un beso en el quello y quitate pantalon 

Let me freak your body, mommy, with my cancion 

I got a spot at the ramada, I make ya holla, holla 

I make ya holla, holla, you're the best dada 

I'm that dog with the collar, your father told you not to bother 

Make it hotter than lava when I climb up in the cama 

Llama me when you want and come satisfy your gana 

I'm a smooth criminal, type of dude that's sneaking 

Through your window while your husband slump, sleeping 

In the living room, getting you best, get on that ass 

Doing back flips, arial tactics that'll have you 

Yelling that's it, then pass it to joey gauge 

They both know me already, from the show to the telly, 

Are you ready like r. kelly? 

Just belly to belly dancing, have you cats steadily 

Telling me I'm handsome 

It's hard to keep my pants on, the last don; I last 

Long like sad songs, mad strong 

Known for breaking hearts and back bones, act grown, 

Cause ain't no chaperones in sight 

It's no price, I'm a give you what you want tonight 

 

[chorus] 4x 

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