Masters Of Illusion

Masters Of Illusion - Let Me Talk To You lyrics

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My name is Keith

We got some nice things for the ladies

Go get the ladies some flowers and stuff

Other people don't love them like we do



I never hurt you talk to you decent at night

And in the daytime I watch you while you sunbathe

And if it rains I bring you straight abouve the water girl

Let me bring you in the house and make some cope of your back

I am stupisfied you know I got my way up

I push you over a 300 just to keep me in the dirt

I love it when we hit the city you got the fireplace

I bring you fire in the a place

Why can't it be me and you

I see your chocolate brown skin

I see your peanut-butter skin breast make me feel like a child go feed me

I bite your rigth cheak and leave a monkey bite

Why can't we be one 'til we die

And if we die why can't we multiply

And if we cry I make sure that a wild kid like me takes care of home while

we two are take



[x7] Let me talk to you

I got some conversation



I'm not Babyface Jimmy Jam of the Lewis

When I look at you the sex male wanna do this

Taste you up and down

Bite the honey brown

Takes you hand up so we can go and have fun

Pope the grill out and everybody chill out

Got to play the little prince

Marvin Grey, sexual healing

You on the blanket I'm ready for fingering

Holding you in the grass whith your so bra jingelling

I got a fruit cocktail for your stomach

Some jellies and juicy fruits from Bellies when I rob it

I lick you there where he won't we lick you there where he don't

Bringing extra underwear to the picknic

Amen to excesy we can get love sick

so quick mick and hunble my ohhhhhh



[x7] Let me talk to you

I got some conversation



In the bathter looking for your bubble bath

With a condom you bout to make me wonder

Woman I drink your bath water like a beaver art

And pop the bubbles of your bath with my indexfinger

Drinking cups and teas in the fireplace

My hand is slight, touching on the right place

The G-spot I know you got a lot of loving hugging

Your juice is ooze how can I loose

When a woman loves a man

she'll bring her best friend with laundry over to your house

When a woman loves a man, she'll clean the grind off your feet



[x4] Let me talk to you

I got some conversation



Yeah baby you know I respect you for

Brought me to Burger King

Ride with me in my litty lorry you know sticking bombs sticking them

Yeah you know light castles be emotional

65 Shebbies can't afford the Benzes we can only fantasize

So you won't need them...
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