Vanilla Ice

Vanilla Ice - The Horny Song lyrics

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 now that ya feelin it I see you're getting weak

you're gettin real close 

you're reachin that peak

uh  

you're like high altitude in a lear jet

work them hips like a pistons in a corvette   

slow down or I'll have to pull ya over 

search ya, handcuff ya, and do a move on ya

you get a GWB stands for girl with a body pump it like a hottie  

seems like you got switches and you're hittin em

two wheel motion keep bumpin em

now throw it east to west and put a hump in it

back stroke, and boogie with a bump in it

tell me how ya do it like that, how ya got stacked

how you scrambled like a quarter back

I want you weak in the knees and shaking in your pants

and all I wanna do is make you dance

come on!



Here I come, here I come  Here I come, here I come   Here I come, here I come  

Here I come, here I come  Here I come, here I come   Here I come, here I come

Here I come, here I come  Here I come, here I come



see the sweat that you're lettin off

now, keep it comin girl 

ya know I love it when you take it off

you got me sittin in the hot seat 

drippin from the body heat 

from my head to my feet

we can do it by candle light all night

keep it goin till the sunlight,  that's right

whatcha tryin to do, make the Ice melt?

don't you know my cream is good for your health? 

you know you wanna shake what your mamma gave ya

you're getting real hot, now I'm gonna spray ya

rub it in like lotion 

juices flowin everywhere 

like water in the ocean

you got that hourglass figure 

uh 

all the right moves 

and ya know I wannaa dig ya

got 31 flavors, know what I mean? 

and I wanna take a dip in your ice cream



Here I come, here I come  Here I come, here I come  Here I come, here I come  

Here I come, here I come  Here I come, here I come  Here I come, here I come

Here I come, here I come  Here I come, here I come



know I'll be the one to kick this shit off 

and crank it up like a 250

engine in a motorcross

and make ya feel it girl 

till ya get sick with it

and all that junk in your trunk 

don't be stingy with it

and I'm gonna make it all good like the weekend

you got enough for yourself and for all my friends

and it's enough of me to go round like the globe

set it up like a tent, watch it unfold

I see your eyes glistening for the benji's

but you ain't gotta fake it 

I just want you to shake it

break me off a piece of that action like Jackson

I ain't trying to hit it 

and I ain't trying to wax it

picture you and me on the beach and you be 

climbing up this tall coconut tree

all I wanna do is hump with it and make you scream

and eat you up

as I floss with your g-string



Here I come, here I come  Here I come, here I come  Here I come, here I come  

Here I come, here I come  Here I come, here I come  Here I come, here I come

Here I come, here I come  Here I come, here I come

                      
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Language: English

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