Mindy Smith

Mindy Smith - Out Of Control lyrics

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See now you could be a lady or a bitch girl 

Still, Your thicky thicky thicky thick 

Lookin like a lolli-pop waitin for the lick girl 

Your thicky thicky thicky thick 

Remind me of my 6-4 waitin at the switch girl 

Your thicky thicky thicky thick 

Could it be a crime that im waiting to commit girl? 

Your thicky thicky thicky thick



(Murphy Lee) 

So basically I'm a joke right? 

Look me in the eyes and tell me if you don't lie 

When are you that shoes untied before you know it method 

First step we getting naked, pants gone in 20 seconds 

It's gettin hectic 

Wreck it just like a hoopty with insurance 

But it seems im behind schedule with broad troubles twistin 

& pullin 

Im like shorty help me (come on) 

Help me (please) don't blow my high, cause I'm too horny 

She giggles and gives a horny smile... 

so i take advantage 

Kisses in gentle places tryin to get myself established 

I'm comfortable, wanna be in that mood 

With no control 

Concentrating on my every lick her every blow 

Yo', I'm still cold 

But cooler than 2 below 

And how I got that rubber on her ass will never know 

IT'S ON 

Put my penis in accurate 

Just relaxing it 

Now it's my time to party like the lunatics at a national



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(ali) 

Now comes first like the front porch and the polo shirts 

Skirts there they are thats the one cause Im far 

From Average Lane with that "What's your name?" game 

I'm stormin on your brain like a surgeon in the rain 

Take the fame if can 

Watch me wrap like saran 

All up in this shit now 

You want me like a tan 

Live in me like a van 

In reverse that's the worst 

Playa curse put up on me now 

We spreadin on my hommies like a germ 

Watch me turn into captain kill a hoe 

Kill a hoe strong 

Watch me last long like a penny broke many motels 

i got a rich coupon 

I'm doing dismounts on foutons 

Comin out like Key won 

Im ill like ceramic in a hammoc 

God damn it 

Thats my words 

Oohs and Aahs Slurred like a verb 

Someone acting like an ass like a metaphor 

Now I'm headed for the highways 

Selling me by's sideways



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Selling shit out to they ears 

Hot tones and telephones 

Just to get they ass back home home 

Gonna watch my bedrock like flinstones 

Son too strong 

Try to smoke your sack is fatty sonic 

Drive me nuts like planters 

Harpin a nigga like offalana(swish) 

I ban ya from the smoke house church 

Who you think you fuckin with? 

Trying to play me like Jim Carrey 

Pull some dumber and dumber shit 

Stomp me like a step show (grab ho) 

Then i let go (throw) split 

That ass like g-strings up on these rat hoes 

i pose as a threat 

to hit any one of these niggas rats 

Split some game and get them burnt 

Gonna watch this tag team like free bird 

Say the word 

I be at rats with all my partners 

Straight loungin with a pocket full of rubbers and have it 

bouncin 

go make the announcment 

Smoke like dynamite the good times 

Want both girls like prime time 

Want real highs and thick thighs take pride in my stylin 

Head boards you be grabbin 

Got 'em bangin the walls so hard te neighbors callin 

Asking you what happened



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whats Goin on over there 

Sounds like you guys are going CRAZY 

Going going gone



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Language: English

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