1. Play this video and scroll down slowly!
And I wanna move from the bed
Down to the, down to the floor
Then I wanna “ahh, ahh”
Whipped cream with cherries and strawberries on top
lick it don’t stop
Keep the door locked
Or how bout on the beach with black sand?
The Rock to the Park to the Point to the Flatlands
That man Ludacris (woo!)
In the public bathroom, or in the back of the classroom
See I cast em and I passed em
I flash em and outlast em
And if it ain’t good then I trash em
While you stash em, I’ll let em free
And they tell me what they fantasy
Like up on the roof, roof
Or we can do it on stage at the Ludacris concert
Cuz you know it got sold out.
Go ahead and scream you can’t hold out
We can do it in the pouring rain
Running the train
When it’s hot or when it’s cold out
You wanna make a brother beg for it
Give me TLC cause you know I be too proud
You can push me or just pull me
On hay in the middle of the barn
Rose petals on silk sheets
Eating fresh fruits
Sweep your woman right off of her feet
Rough sex, make it hurt
Roll around Georgia Brown
That’s the way I like it, twerk
Legs jerk, overworked
Underpaid, but don’t be afraid,
in the sun or up in the shade.
On the ocean or in the boat.
Factories or one hundred spokes.
What about up in the candy store?
That chocolate, chocolate make it melt.
Whips and chains, handcuffs,
Smack a little booty up with my belt
Scream help, play my game