Mac - Camoflauge Love текст песни

[mac]

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When you makin love to the camoflauge assassin (camoflauge)

You call it camoflauge love (ugh)

Iight

Take all night (just right)

[mac (peaches)]

(uhhhhh)

I enter your body just like I shot it

I feel yah hard

Bumpin and pumpin that lodi dodi

From the (uhhhh)

I can see thats what cha want it

Cherishing every moment like the last hope

And I dont cum fast until yah clutch me

Whisperin (mac fuck me) in my ears

My up and downs got you sheddin tears

Am I what you expected?

Aint nothin I corrected at times

Im just amazed by the site of you naked

You gotta respect it and forgive me if Im rough

And I enter tah spend a while

Ive been on a role tryin tah make a million with my rap style

I kiss yah lips and feel the fireworks as yah ride me

Listenin to many rippleton come inside me (come inside me)

Aint no secret, ima add it for your touch

Tellin me yah love me so much, but I aint goin for

Just menchin in now that we fuckin like some newly weds

Dont let this go to your head, Im camoflauge

[chorus--mac (peaches)]

Camoflauge love all night (give it to me)

Make me come on and ah (dont stop)

You bring the weed, ima bring the pereon (uhhh)

Camoflauge love all night (give it to me)

Make me come on and ah (dont stop)

Lock the doors and unplug the phones (uhhh)

Camoflauge love all night (give it to me)

Make me come on and ah (dont stop)

You bring the rubbers, Ill put up the 100 bones (uhhh)

Camoflauge love all night (give it to me)

Make me come on and ah (dont stop)

Maybe its your tone, got me visualizing a song

[storm]

Camofluage lover, oh this fine muthafucka

A pussy add up to this sentual spot toucher

My pain crusher, never the cum rusher

The only one to get up in me with no rubber

Slip in me like butter, keepin in form

All day, all night its bout that bad bitch storm

Anticipating his touch, my shit stay sealed tight

He can feel my insides all night, every night, fuckin right

Show your skills nigga, put that thang on me

Please me or relieve me, and let your body hang on me

Far from phony, this niggas a tru representer

Im claimin whats mine, thats my dick and my nigga

My soulja got me dressed up in them see-thru fatigues

And we goin to war, yes indeed

This what I need tah feel the way he makes me feel

Damn, only if this nigga was real

I wish he was real

[chorus]

[mac (storm) talking after chorus]

(ahhhh, haha)

In a song

Thats just right there