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Testo Sex Room - Ludacris feat. Trey Songz

Testo della canzone Sex Room (Ludacris feat. Trey Songz), tratta dall'album Battle Of The Sexes

Welcome to my sex room, whoa
Welcome to my sex room
Hah, welcome to my little sanctuary
You been lookin' so good all day
And you really got a nigga pretty anxious, baby
Better call your boss, tell him that your daddy's home
Take a couple days off and take it off
And leave nothin' but yo' T-shirt and your panties on
Feelin' high, but I'm hung real low, lookin' sorta like a tripod
So power down your cell phone, and power up your iPod
Power down your inhibitions, and power up your inner freak (yes, shit, fuck)
Is the only words that you finna speak
It's about to get real X-rated
Can you handle what I'm 'bout to do?
But enough about me, let me think should I be worryin' about if I can handle you?
Damn, right, I'ma get that thang
And I'ma put my name on it
All night I'ma whip that thang
Allstate better put a claim on it (into my sex)
I claim my territory
My tongue finna mark you up
You could be my firecracker
My tongue finna spark you up (into my sex)
Get ready for blast-off
Waterfalls gon' splash off
You might lose around four or five pounds so get ready to sweat your ass off
Welcome to my sex room, where your body meets my body
It's our private after-party, if you want it, girl, I got it
In my sex room, candles and the pole
Sex your body to your soul, from the bed down to the floor
Sex room, mirrors in the headboard
Even got a camcord', baby, won't you dance
In my sex room, where your body meets my body
It's our private after-party, if you want it, girl, I got it
In my sex room
Let the candles burn (room, room), I'ma turn these lights down (whoa)
And when your body gets hot, it'll get you licked up, and iced down (in my sex room)
Nipples hard as rocks (room, room), lips as soft as cotton (whoa)
You the apple of my eye, and I got you spoiled rotten
I'ma get my video camera, let's make a movie, baby
You the star, so as soon as I press record, you gots to do me, baby
You could stare all in the mirror, take a peak at how good you lookin'
I'ma have your body smokin', take a look at what Luda's cookin' (into my sex room)
My arm underneath your leg, legs all behind your head is how I gots to getcha
Right hand, left hand on red in the bed like we been playin' Twister (into my sex room)
Now I got you tangled up, and you caught all in my web
Should I let you loose? Nah, I think I'll get the blindfold instead
You better get a couple towels, baby, 'cause we about to slip and slide
You don't ever need a horse or a saddle, I'ma give you this dick to ride
I'ma grant your every wish, and fulfill your fantasy
Ain't nobody else allowed in the sex room, it's only you and me
Welcome to my sex room, where your body meets my body
It's our private after-party, if you want it, girl, I got it
In my sex room, candles and the pole
Sex your body to your soul, from the bed down to the floor
Sex room, mirrors in the headboard
Even got a camcord', baby, won't you dance
In my sex room, where your body meets my body
It's our private after-party, if you want it, girl, I got it
Listenin' to what your body say, we can do it every other kind of way
Hit it in the sun, up in the shade, tell me what it is, I got you, babe
Baby, let's hop up in the shower, baby, let me snatch up off that towel
Let me get a vowel, I-O-U, so I-E-U mean I eat you
(Into my sex, to my sex), come into this room
(Into my sex, to my sex), you know what I'ma do
(Into my sex, to my sex), grab my body tight, don't let me go
How you wanna ride? Just let me know
In my sex room, (oh) room, room, oh, oh, oh
Know that I want it, legs in air (into my sex, to my sex)
With your toes pointed
So, baby
Welcome to my sex room, where your body meets my body (where your body)
It's our private after-party (meets my body)
If you want it, girl, I got it (if you want it, I got it)
In my sex room (in my sex room), candles and the pole (and the pole)
Sex your body to your soul (to your soul), from the bed down to the floor
Sex room, mirrors in the headboard (look at yourself)
Even got a camcord' (look at yourself), baby, won't you dance (baby, won't you dance)
In my sex room (shake that a-), where your body meets my body
It's our private after-party, if you want it, girl, I got it
In my sex room, whoa
I got it right here
In my sex room, whoa



Credits
Writer(s): Troy Taylor, Christopher Bridges, Tony Scales, Tremaine Aldon Neverson, Composer Author Unknown
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