Artist: Dr. Ama f/ Mr. Green, Pop Da Brown Hornet Album: Sex, Crime & Audiotape Song: Luv Typed by: Cno Evil "There's only one voice to hear And that's the voice of God And he's told you what he could do" [Hook: Dr. Ama] L-U-V's like 1, 2, 3 You nasty, little mama, let me see Can't let no fat ass pass me Move it, you do it so classy [Chorus: Mr. Green] Who do you really want to love you, love you Who do you really really want to, be with you [Dr. Ama] Welcome to my bread and so glad you made it Got an OZ of haze lets get faded Inhale, exhale, set off the Nextel Tonight ma, it's all about you, fuck the next L What's good with the sex, hell, can daddy get that? Mean he tought you how I boned it out when I hit that Real talk, I'm Mr. New York, what you thought? Me coming up short's like G-O-D eating pork Never happen, from behind, slapping, it's sweawty asscheeks, steady clapping Deep with my staff and, fill that pussy up honey, never let the draft in When it come to smashing that ass, no other backs in What's this, zuh, better not trip Gifted wit her tongue, get you sprung when she sip Sip that, sip that, getting real acquainted Eating the God, them nipples hard, pussy wet, ain't it? Don't answer, don't wanna stop it, gooseneck proper Reach back, thong on one side, fingerpop ya High off the piff, dick crazy stiff This bitch know how to blow it down wit the lips Girl fuck the foreplay, let's get bucky naked Are you a real smut? Show me, don't fake it This dick's for real smuts, cuz real smuts can take it Now, shake it, shake it, move it, move it If you a nasty girl, baby, show how you do it Move it, move it, shake it, shake it Time for me to scrape it, take it, take it [Chorus] [Pop Da Brown Hornet] From the first time that we met, I knew she was a threat But my momma said, 'boy, never let 'em see you sweat' So I held my composure, as she inch closer My eyes never left her body, god's business, she's a hotty Here, let me grab ya back, open up the door Pop the trunk, throw the bag inside, let the engine roar Headed to the west side in my ride At first, she was scared to speak, looking so delicious In the passenger seat, you being weed From her head to her feet, I'd figure you grab a bite to eat She was heading back home that night, and out of towner Since she had three hours, a real downer What was I to do, be a gentleman, hit a BBQ For some beef ribs, have a drink or two We was sitting at the table, having decent conversation When the sexy mutha, flew off my whole concentration Are you gonna fuck me, right here on the table? No, silly, find the nearest telly What about your bus? I catch the last one leaving Now I gotta scream, and she got me heavy breathing Best sex I ever had, I'm not afraid to admit it So we did it, and we did it, and we did it, and we did it She said it was great, she said she's glad we had done it Good check and that effect, was he dances in ya stomach [Chorus] [Mr. Green] Who do you really want to crush you, crush you What you really thinking, the fuck you really thinking