k.I.s.s. - Nelly, Dirty Money, Murphy Lee

Uh-huh.

uhh, uhh, uhh, listen

The way your Apple Bottom pokin out got me on a mission

I wanna get you in every kind of position

I don’t wanna keep my cool baby, I can’t keep my distance

Girl I salute you, I’ll be at attention

I’m so into you, I just wanna be your lover

On the floor, in the chair, under covers

When I’m kissin you I can’t think about another (think about another)

Girl (think-a, think about another) turn the lights on

You’re my pride and joy, you’re my baby boy

People ask me how I feel, 'bout you

They ask me if I love you (baby, I want your love)

And if I’m crazy 'bout ya (baby, I want your love)

Kissin you is, all that I’ve been thinkin of

Kissin you is, ooooh, ooooh

Kissin you is, all that I’ve been thinkin of

Kissin you is, ooooh, ooooh

See I’mma kiss you, wan' go up to your body, shawty you will never

Scorpio, girl I was built for pleasure

I’ll make your body start rainin, I change the weather

Let it fall on me, I don’t need no umbrella

I get it — from the back (from the back) from the front (from the front)

On your side lil' mama, now here it come

Heyyyy, I just wanna be your loverrrrrr

Now sing it for me girl

w/ ad libs

Look, uhh, yo, check it, uhh

I’m in a Lex' bubbly talkin to my text buddy

Said I forgot about her thinkin 'bout my next money

Not only that honey, kissin’s what I think of

You got the Wi-Fi, what’s the code so we can link up

Kitchen flo', kitchen table, fuck the whole sink up

The best sprinkler, your back open like a pick-up

The mess that you’re makin we can blame it on the liquor

If that’s not enough then you can blame it on Murph' baby

w/ ad libs