I // beg // for // it

Going down and shaking game is on
Never hold any horses when you come


In my funny way, I feed on you
Every inch and every part of you
Oooh... Everywhere I look well I see you
I do feel you, I do feel you, I do feel you...


Take all of me
All abut me, you go

All the chicks are lying on the floor
Baby you're my stuff and I'm a whore


It seems that we are handsome

Perfect us when we stand alone
We are natural born drugs
In Hell where I belong

Lyrics submitted by ecorchee1

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