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Black vodka, body still proper I love the way she is on top of me Black vodka, body still proper I love the way she is on top of me She better come straight with no chasing 'Cause ran this motherfucker without chasing And she the only one I got a taste for All drinks is on me, gotta taste her 'Cause I know that you see me through the glass So cool it down, boy, they call me, Ice Cube You always go down so smooth I think I'll have a double with you Doctor keep me cool It's her move for guesses to three And this is how I see you A couple more will make look more like Shakira A few shots of tequila might kill you Or it's more than likely to get your mind blown Feel more importantly you feel love If not maybe you are not in love with me Black vodka, body still proper I love the way she is on top of me Black vodka, body still proper I love the way she is on top of me I very rarely drinking on a weekday But this was the day after Tuesday, hump day So I became receptive to the rule Got cocktails for two, it was only me and you Probably like a hangover Had a fuck and get drunk and call my ex over She will remain sober Turn the lights off, lit up some candles She was the OJ, I was the Smirnoff Cancel, it's like the show's over House lights off, everybody go home 'Cause too much of petroleum might kill you It's more than likely to get your mind blown Feel more importantly you feel love If not maybe you are not in love with me Black vodka, body still proper I love the way she is on top of me Black vodka, body still proper I love the way she is on top of me Pretty brown eyes, beautiful lips Dark complexion like licorice I run my finger around the edge of the rib From a shot glass, body's an hourglass It's summertime still got class Still the best shot a nigger ever do that It's time to get me drunk fast Come on ship me down, butterfly effect You so fly, I'm so high, so high I can't lie no matter how bad I want you You ain't ever gonna feel like the first time Too much tequila might kill you But it's more than likely to get your mind blown Feel more importantly you feel love If not maybe you are not in love with me Black vodka, body still proper I love the way she is on top of me Black vodka, body still proper I love the way she is on top of me
Writer(s): Marcus Vest, Tony Mario Dofat, Jeffrey Atkins Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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