Body Language lyrics

featuring Choclair

INTRO [Saukrates] {Choclair}
[Pour fador]
{Hear this}
[Hey I got my reasons man. Conkescador. Respect `em]
{Let me just say this}
[You know what I`m saying]
{You`re a very pretty girl}
[You know it`s a lie
Aaaaah]
{Where`s your attitude which was ugly as a motherfucker
You really need to tighten that shit up}
[That was real that`s real
How you make me feel sugar, god damn!]
{You got to fix yourself}
[You know everything is everything]
{`Cause there`s gonna be one nigga... that might just snap on your ass}

[Choclair]
It`s 10:15 up in the AM, scratch the back, cough the phlegm
I hear the phone ringing
I wipe the sleep from the tear ducks
Phone`s ringing, sun`s blazing through the curtains
Ignore the phone calls, pager bawls
Check the number, its 4-1-6-K-C-T-2-2-6-4
The 3 means for me to go an call back immediately
I call back and ID myself as the Chizz-knocka

[Saukrates]
Yo, what up potna? I got a little story to tell
About this heavy chickenheaded, brow eye cocktail
Nipples like pickles, did her well to the dills
Spinning in the background, all I could hear was wedding bells
`Cause the cock had me locked on pussy detention
Forgot to mention ass cheeks was heavy, broke my suspension
And even got to say what happened
Her body language spoke a new form of rapping
Pussy so tight she grabbed my dick with it and started clapping
When we were done, she said `thank you sugar` (sugar)
I analyzed her barbed wire tattoo `round her ankles
Would have taken the time to study it before I hit it
Was killing to get in it,
so I choose to peep the G right after we done did it
I`m telling you this because I`m the sweet pussy critic
I reminisce on ass, pussy, tits and thick lips all over my long prick
You the shit brown eyes, you the shit`s what I said
I see you doing movies, getting all up in my nigga`s head
Peep what I said, you the bomb and my mind is caught
But listen, the dick is long but the time is short, it`s you I`m dissing
You pissing in the wind sugar, I`m ice cold
You ain`t never gonna win sugar, I`m twice as bold
As the average pussy chasing, look who you facing
I read you body language, now please get out my basement

[Choclair]
But that some shit nigga
I bet if you wanted to,
you`d make that pussy drip like your snotbox up in the winter
Or watch your picture
I knew this trick that was similar to yours
With the tits that stood up, just like the lights upon an `89 Accord
As sharp as a sword, with these nipples like ?????
I was like farmer Brown, `cause I was picking to get in it
Her body looked stolen from a Stacey Dash mold
If you seen the hold on that ass, shit! (shit)
The cactus had my brain blitzed like I`m smoking L`s up in the stairs
My pipe is getting full with the liquid joe(?)
Yo, I wanted to unload and make it spread like pour-ed milk on the floor
The center fold, had me rocked if I stood up
Her shoulders being tapped, yo I`m fiending for the cat
I wonder if she`ll feel me
I`m breaking through my jeans, lips looking mad big
Like she could suck the green off army fatigues
Body smooth like a GS3, double ooh on the body I would do
She can take the Chizz right out the knock-aaah
You guess you get rock more tricks than the sea
For the Chizz-y (chizz-y), real-ly (real-ly)
You see you just pissing in the wind sugar, I`m ice cold
You ain`t never gonna win sugar, I`m twice as bold
As the average pussy chasing, look who you facing
I read you body language, now please get out my basement

OUTRO [Saukrates]
Let`s go conquistadoris, chocola-tay, Oooooww
Aight, bring it back so I could double this