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SINGER: Inspectah Deck
SONG:Femme Fetale
[movie sample] does she suck you? fuck you? make you feel like a man? make you feel real good? come on. heh heh heh heh heh. make you get all that good lovin. you luck this is personal nigga cuz i ain't gon' kill you. [inspectah deck] yo yo late night her click deserted time is perfect she worth it femme fetale pussy cat growl like eartha kitt the first kiss took my heart and nursed it looked her deep into the eyes, she realized beneath the surface infatuated lip servant, black afrodeziat cat walked across the floor, her bedroom eyes glanced back she posed with the playboy pose, centerfold body rose through her clothes my love joves rose, the stereo blow, scenario the lights slow, the hydros rose, 2 totes without the nympho we went slow, romantic interlude in the nude soul food, dinner for 2, private interview silent moans whisper, the bed's bound to break pretty brown face, i thought i felt the ground shake the sound of the rain against the window pane drove her insane, her wild heart has now been tamed got half a blunt flipped in the train, waitin to inhale female packed the banger like she been in jail as we lay, reflectin on the sweet seduction a brief interuption occured, her man busted in [movie sample] yo, yo, yo, who the fuck is this? what are you doin, yo? (why you so damn paranoid? i ain't fuckin him.) not at this moment, you aint, no. c'mon. oh, yea. flip the shit, be honest. you fuckin him, right? (that's what you wanna hear?) yea (fine! i'm fuckin him!) [inspectah deck] femme fetale, pussy cat growl like eartha kitt i'm takin chances, but can't resist how she worked it she loved it too, left a stamp with my 'w' (what?) your other dude got you vexed, call, i'm comin through your spot is hot, i did not, we can sit it's not the niggaz she had, but it's the way she had niggaz now, i'm tangled, caught up in her love triangle love it on the sideline, remind when i came through i blame you, the reason that the flame grew she threw the pussy like steve young from all angles carrot on the ankle, made niggaz break fool the power u will trank you, but i remain cool yo, i'm showin her love, but it's the fellings i'm avoidin she was pretty as a wild flower, sweet as poison poison will the skull and cross bone, spoke in soft tones red bone, both hands wore stone plus she home alone, temptin for me to eat the tension no need to mention, i know, your man's got you tremblin you feelin threatened, jettin when she needed attention so, now she give your highness most honorable mention femme fetale, pussy cat growl like eartha kitt femme fetale, pussy cat growl like eartha kitt femme fetale, pussy cat growl like eartha kitt femme fetale, pussy cat growl like eartha kitt i'm takin chance, but can't resist how she worked it
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