Fabolous

Makin Love


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Whoa
Whoa
Ay man some kids gonna be runnin' around somebody house to this one
They gon' make babies to this
I mean it feels good
Oh yeah the song to (yeah)
It feels good to (yeah)

I told her I'll be there in a minute,
She knew I'm a take it down soon as I get it,
You can leave your hair in a mess, don't even get dressed
Tonight we makin' love
I told her lets stay home, she was with it
She know I'm a take it down soon as I get it,
You can leave your hair in a mess, don't even get dressed
Tonight we makin' love makin' love

June twenty second, think I came in twenty second
I was watching honey peck it while she lay on tummy naked,
To the pace of the base and this cash money record,
She just drop, drop, drop, damn you manny fresh
But I got my thing together, told her she could bring whatever
Get some green, we could puff get the cream get the cuffs
Baby even when I'm gentle, it might seem like its ruff
But if neighbors ain't complaining, you ain't screaming enough
And yeah they might hear as I'm slappin' to the jewel
She said baby right there, do it rapid do it smooth
I said baby right where, kept tappin' to the groove
She said nigga right there, I'm a slap you if you move

I told her I'll be there in a minute,
She knew I'm a take it down soon as I get it,
You can leave your hair in a mess, don't even get dressed
Tonight we makin' love
I told her lets stay home, she was with it
She know I'm a take it down soon as I get it,
You can leave your hair in a mess, don't even get dressed
Tonight we makin' love, girl we makin' love

Cant forget the feeling when you starring at the ceiling
And you cant catch your breath you just laying there chilling
Like one and then the two,
Two and then the three, three and then the four
Damn I want some more
So I slam her to the floor, set the camera to record
Throw them legs up in the air, just like Lamborghini doors
See we might have had some problems with the stamina before
I'm no amateur I'm sure, I cold ram until your sore
But I ain't trying to hurt ya
I'm jus' trying to nurture
Them nigga just flirt to hit it and to hurt ya
What I'm throwin' dirt for, I'm trying to alert ya
But fuck that lay it down, let a nigga work ya

I told her I'll be there in a minute,
She knew I'm a take it down soon as I get it,
You can leave your hair in a mess, don't even get dressed
Tonight we makin' love
I told her lets stay home, she was with it
She know I'm a take it down soon as I get it,
You can leave your hair in a mess, don't even get dressed
Tonight we makin' love makin' love

Uh huh til you tell me that you had enough
Uh huh I'm a slow it down and I'm a speed it up (yeah)
And I will not stop
Do it to you like a dude that ain't got no job
I ain't got nowhere to be so I don't gotta leave
Get the itis in the sheets I'm a eat and go to sleep
Then we wake up and repeat, everything you do to me
I'm a turn and do to you,
And then I'm a black and blue that thing (dance for me)
I love the way you move that thing (so nasty)
I look and say oh that thing
Make me wanna sing a song (anybody every seen a)
Make 'em wanna sing along

So listen baby I'll be there in a minute,
She knew I'm a take it down soon as I get it,
You can leave your hair in a mess, don't even get dressed
Tonight we makin' love
I told her lets stay home, she was with it
She know I'm a take it down soon as I get it,
You can leave your hair in a mess, don't even get dressed
Tonight we makin' love makin' love

Yea so I called baby girl like
Yeah I'm fittin' to come through there
She like for what
You ain't gon' get none
I said I'm not comin' to get none
I'm comin' to get some
She said you ain't gettin' some unless you make love to me
I said make love?
What the fuck is that
Ha ha ha ha


Autor(es): Dion Wilson / John Jackson / Keith Crouch / Kipper Jones / Shaffer Smith