Between Your Legs - Louis Logic, Jay Love, Odd Couple

I if I told you I love you

Would you get on all four for me?

Would you tell your little boyfriend

You’re coming on tour with me?

(Cuz I’ve been waiting just to see what’s between your legs)

Is it your upperhead or is it the lower?

I’ve been wondering if you’ve cut your grass short when you give it the

And since I was hoping that your head would visit some more

I keep my rain forest clear if you’re kissing the boa

I’m in a position to show ya, it’s mad important

What a cat just sportin, keep your ass for shorting

You don’t want to call about her, I’m in the lab recording

And spitting a hairball out like a cat that’s coughin

I’ve seen enough nights between the up-rights

To know how to feed the lovelife to keep your muf tight

I want to see a cut like your in the marine court

Or a burf so shiny like you’re swim for a team-sport

Of course your lover means more

And it’s enough that I don’t have to change exsistent puff

But I’ll fix it up a bit… with the bigger than just a scissor-cut

less clip of us

This isn’t just to keep the yatch in between your dock

I’m thinking outside girl, I’m not just a bee in a box

You want me to treat your crouch?

Like a pair of lips, what makes you think I wanna share a kiss?

I need a clean cut when you’re with me

I if I told you I love you

Would you get on all four for me?

Would you tell your little boyfriend

You’re coming on tour with me?

(Cuz I’ve been waiting just to see what’s between your legs)

Yo tell 'em Jay

First time I’ve seen her was the day she was hired

Digits exchanged before the day I was fired

Sexual harashment, she

She kept play with her scurf, rasing it higer

Can’t tame my disare, she had flame to the fire

Girl, I wanna see how you shave your vagina

I give a good I’m a self-made designer

Plus I eat out, I ain’t talking about the dinner

I opened up the window slow, for the wind to blow

And lift up her scurf like Marylin Monrouge

Well I never let her go until we finally bin

In a hotel or motel or holiday inn

Well, it’s gotta be a sin the way she walks around

The now, the only girl that’s stalking town

I’m feeling awkward, the restraining order is out

Just because she got a dim' back in lost and found

I toss around the idea of a heavely puss

I hope she don’t have a throwback seventy’s bush

She probably got a hip of moustache, snip and snatch

In a land of strip over Brazilian wack

I need a clean cut when you’re with me

I if I told you I love you

Would you get on all four for me?

Would you tell your little boyfriend

You’re coming on tour with me?

(Cuz I’ve been waiting just to see what’s between your legs)

If I tell you that I love you would you dance for me?

If I tell you that I want you, you’re my fantasy?

I’ve been staring at your ass, can it last I see?

If I tell you that I need you like the air I breathe?

If I tell you that I’ve never felt this way before?

Will you tell your boyfriend that you wip me on tour?

Would you me with brains, dress if it gains

Have sex in the rain, 'till the questions remains?

('till the questions remains)

I if I told you I love you

Would you get on all four for me?

Would you tell your little boyfriend

You’re coming on tour with me?

(Cuz I’ve been waiting just to see what’s between your legs)