Twista
Twista - Penthouse Suite lyrics
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(talking) Legit Ballin, Mecca Soul, Toxic, Twista come on [Twista] Would you mind if I take your thongs off with my teeth In the middle of the sheets I'm a freak with some whipped cream and a peach Would you mind if I snatched you straight up out the club to the dubs Running dubs to the tubs, to the bedroom, to the couch, to the rug Now would you mind if I beat it up on a sink in the kitchen Or watch the flash screen on the wall flicking high definition Now would you, mind not the chicken alfredo and champagne If I go back to spanking that thang why you give me good brain, c'mon [Mecca Soul] It's two a.m., just left the bar Pull up to the front valet my car Roll up an ounce on my platinum car C-note, the bell I'm superstar Who serve this champagne and cham' 31 floors let me get that hip Six inch heels, sexy thong Gucci dressed, now take that off [Chorus] Would you mind, mind, it's the penthouse suite Room full of fiends that thug at parties Would you mind, mind, get on the tour bus She ain't with you she leaving with us Would you mind, mind, it's going down Take your girl and then turn her out And the night is mine, the panties strapped The remix hot, and it don't stop [Mecca Soul] Look at you shorty do your thing Look at you on the T.V. screen Look at you shorty you's a freak Look at you on top of me In and out, and up and down Soft and rough around and round Jacuzzi, pat-i-o Shower, bed, want floor [Chorus] (bridge - 2x) Dance to the cha-cha for me ma-ma Shake it make it drop drop for your pa-pa Twist your hips and your na-na, get hot Bounce, them ta-ta's, don't stop [Toxic] Open the door come in, Toxic these whore again From the penthouse to the spas been in She said pour me some gin and where the weed at But all you gone get is a fin and catch a cab when I get a ski back Now see that, you trying to sip the whole bottle But gin ain't the only thing you and your friend gone swallow You ain't no model so how you gone trip No ass, how you gone sit, shit I'm bout to dip [Mecca Soul] The party's over, we at the penthouse Eighteen and older, come to the penthouse Man thug gone show out, reefer gone flow out Get drunk and roll out, get some get throwed out Down here, in low-low's, come to the penthouse You and your grown folks, we in the penthouse To all my groupies, with big old booties We making movies, in the penthouse suite Na na na na na na na - 8x (*ad libs*)