Sex Appeal

Oh

And you got that sex appeal

She had a walk to sassy

Approachin' with a dog that looked lazy

The lip stick and the Fends Prada kinda lookin' all classy

Psychological tendency protocol just lookin' at the article

Weed smell on my Prada clothes

Sometimes I trip on myself

How I spit at these modern hoes

On the two way poppin' and droppin' the conversation

And I'm steady staggerin'

Look at the Remi that I had last week off Madison

Tryna walk a straight line

But I can't find pattern in her

I looked at the door put my drink on the floor

Cocked my nine when I opened it slot

Half breed Chinese sittin' at a Lax and about a hash green plus

The audacity of star

Strippin' and maneuver her ass like next to me

Actually this S-E-X is testing me

A double P-E-A-L

And it sound like her body is callin' me

But it might be the alcohol in me

And the sex appeal it keep on drawn me

Sex, sex appeal

I'm talkin' 'bout sex appeal

Sex, sex appeal

Her body keep calling me whoa

Sex, sex appeal

I'm talkin' 'bout sex appeal, girl, oh right

Sex, sex appeal

I'm wanna get her off high hydro

Bump a crown from mister porch

Hey there, lil' mama

Do you wanna come kick your heels in the back of my Range Rover?

Wanna do what you did before?

Don't trip 'cause you already know

C-O-M-E B-E-W-I-X-T that me Belo

Just do it nice and slow

You gotta raise the door

And I don't pay for show

'Cause I don't pay for show

You can grab yo kicks and go

Put on your ssssh let's roll

Recognize the G true ballin'

Do or die pimp or die not fallin'

When we all in yo club

Chillin' with the chiefs and the dubs

And I got love for the jigga boos

Pop Chris with the **** and the bitches too

Dig a bitch out the grove like I just do

People say I'm like statue

Spit the B in yo ear

Take you off to the real and I match you

Sex appeal

Sex, sex appeal

I'm talkin' 'bout sex appeal, girl

Sex, sex appeal

Her body keep callin' me whoa

Sex, sex appeal

I'm talkin' 'bout sex appeal

Sex, sex appeal

Na, na, na, na, na

Go kick it with my **** in the drop regal

Do what a twist a caddy po pimp sequel

On my way to the club peek a boo motherfucka

But first I gotta roll one for my people

Hate us for doin' that saw us

Through windy city night crawlers

Who would of imagined lyrical on the legacy

Cities legendary like rap a lot and Legit Ballad

Shit like the mo' pop and drop the top

Ride like it's summer time in the chi

Get you blind to the sabra blowin' lime to the sky

Rhyme till I die trying, ****, bye

Lil' miss lookin' right in the coochie whether it's a Gucci

Love the way you do the jiggly when you walk

Sounding like you freaky, girl, every time you talk

I know ya aura make the fellas wanna break 'em out

Hear me, brother

Gotta try to get our feet further

Hit a lic and feed one another

'Cause all we got is each other

I take it week after week and to kick the flows that I freak but

Roll up on a chick and spit game

Let me show you how the back seat of a Lexus feel

Take a hit of sense and chill

Girl dressed to kill

Whippin' that sex appeal

Next appeal

Sex, sex appeal

I'm talkin' 'bout sex appeal

Sex, sex appeal

Said her body keep

Sex, sex appeal

Sex, sex appeal

Sex appeal, sex, sex appeal

Sex appeal, sex appeal talkin' about

Sex appeal, sex, sex appeal oh yeah

Sex appeal, sex appeal bring it on, bring it on

Said ya body just callin' me

And ain't nothin' like an orgy

Back it all girl ah, ah

'Cause a brother ah, ah

I'm fallin' in love with her

Yes I am, yes I am, yes I am

Oh my

Said I'm still right here

Lookin' at your heart closed

Check at out that Prada coat