Tekster:
Silk Ahh

Whatchu got on? For real? Quit playin' You know I want it right here, right? You know what I'm tryin' to hear you say, right? You know, well, check this

[Intro] Whatchu got on? For real? Quit playin' You know I want it right here, right? You know what I'm tryin' to hear you say, right? You know, well

me now I wanna, li-li-li-lick you from yo' head to yo' toes And I wanna, move from the bed down to the, down to the to the flo' Then I wanna, ahh ahh

me, wit me, wit me, can ya? Bounce, bitch, bounce wit me, wit me Wit me, wit me, can ya? (Yea, yea, ahh haa, ahh haa, ahh haa, yea, yea) Who that nigga

lines and poor the metaphore while the blind decline I'll swing while my sisters sing for the brother who's conducting thangs [Chorus] conducting thangs oh eh ahh

with it Here's what you do with it Now it's on you, kick it Check the lyrics that's flowin? right over the tongue like a machete My silk drawers are

in a zonda same color lasagna My goons'll put you under Confront us Got guns like super contra Stay armored You bought your girl some (ahh ahh) Don't

I thought My hands like maverick started to wander Left and right then wound up behind her Face to face and chest to chest and ohh like a spindle of silk

, wo yeah all is dark - all of the light is vanished it is gone like something large hovering high has covered up the sun and something quiets the silken