Slow Pain - Take Your Clothes Off lyrics

[Verse 1: Seven] Come on, baby Just drop the pannies and let's get to it You said you want to s** a freak, I wanna hit and split it And commit it, but I don't wanna be caught up So let me bust one in your mouth and sh** the spot, cause your time's up Your friends are calling from the next room S-V-En, slip in Don dusk, what they consume Triple X positions Your body's causing friction Hard to tame, these p**nographics is a heartache condition I'll even run rap, (???) like an ambulance Fine b**h, on dick, wanna drop a pants Yeah We're making money We stackin' G's Professionals who drop hoes on ease In a drop-top base I'm gonna hit Switches on b**hes when I tip through L.A In the carpool lane Gettin' skully on the freeway Hurry up and take your clothes off, baby Chorus: James Debarge If you want it Come get it Please believe it I hit it I'm gon' always Come with it Hurry up and take your clothes off Repeat Chorus [Verse 2: Lil' Demon] I rip your clothes off Damn, your body feels soft Kinky with a fetish, I'm your pimp and boss Turn around, baby girl, wanna hit it like that Glancin' in the leer, and I'm stroking your back Yeah, you blushed out Smell like a rose Ring around your toes, s**y like J-Lo Are you a bad girl I'm putting up a front Teasin' little homies, not givin' up none Are you a freak Love the late night creep Down with S&M and a little whipped cream Tell me how you want it, but you gotta be real No promises to love, just a night for a thrill I know you married with you, and I ain't tryin' to play bad Tryin' to get you in trouble, or even break up your pad Just call me your Sancho, Lil' Demon the great If you want it, come and get it, and I'm always ready to play Repeat Chorus Twice [Verse 3: Slow Pain] I'm calling out names Mona from Pomona Tina, Lisa, Pheonix, Arizona Monique from Dallas Good ol' Dallas Little nasty freak I met at Caesar's Palace Nasty girl, you nasty Taking off your clothes like Cathy Five foot nine Slide down the pole T.V.'s in Alberquerque, V.I.P., front row Miss Bernidete Lil' Mariah Girl, you get me Higher like Earth, Wind And Fire Diamonds and pearls, I love all these girls Gangsta, gangsta in a gangster world I got bad ones From K.C. to L.A I got loved ones Always down to parle I keep it pimpin' Cause that's all that I know I grab your girl by the hand at the end of the show Repeat Chorus Four Times