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Letras:504 Boyz. I Can Tell You Wanna.

(Jamo)
You ain't gotta say too much
From the look in your eyes
I can tell you wanna f*ck

(Mercedes)
And you ain't gotta call me ya boo
Just as bad as you wanna fuck
I wanna f*ck too

(Jamo)
No, No, No you ain't gotta say to much
From the look in your eyes
I can tell you wanna f*ck

(Mercedes)
And you ain't gotta call me ya boo
Just as bad as you wanna f*ck
I wanna f*ck too

(Mac)
Now you ain't gotta say much 'cause I was peepin you
Lookin at yo hips got me thinkin bout how deep
In you I'm tryin to go
You heard about No Limit Soldiers?
We get up in it and hit it harder then De La Hoya
I thought I told you soldier draws
Cover my balls, I'm known for rippin the p*ssy walls
I heard you got that kill
I can see all in yo grill
Can you ride me like a black Mercedes?
And make me do that sh*t I never did with other ladies?
I got a woman so i'm not lookin for love
I just wanna fit yo glove

Get a couple a uh-uh's
And I'm out just like a thug
And uh, hit me on my pager if you want it
Its soldier passion
So get up on it if you want it WHOA-WHOA!!!

(Chorus)

(Mercedes)
Put me on the counter in the kitchen
Now baby rub my body with some ice cream
Lick me from head to toe bendin me ova
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)

(Jamo)
Can I light a candle?
And kiss you in the places light won't show
I'll take my time and do it slow
I'll do my own exercises
Right between your thighs and
It's all very pleasurable
I'll go places he won't go
Lets keep it on the low-low
So he won't know
Now lets take it to the floooo

(Chorus)