Mac - Camoflauge Love Lyrics
[mac]Check this outWhen you makin love to the camoflauge assassin (camoflauge)You call it camoflauge love (ugh)IightTake all night (just right)[mac (peaches)](uhhhhh)I enter your body just like I shot itI feel yah hardBumpin and pumpin that lodi dodiFrom the (uhhhh)I can see thats what cha want itCherishing every moment like the last hopeAnd I dont cum fast until yah clutch meWhisperin (mac ***** me) in my earsMy up and downs got you sheddin tearsAm I what you expected?Aint nothin I corrected at timesIm just amazed by the site of you *****You gotta respect it and forgive me if Im roughAnd I enter tah spend a whileIve been on a role tryin tah make a million with my rap styleI kiss yah lips and feel the fireworks as yah ride meListenin to many rippleton come inside me (come inside me)Aint no secret, ima add it for your touchTellin me yah love me so much, but I aint goin forJust menchin in now that we *****in like some newly wedsDont let this go to your head, Im camoflauge[chorus--mac (peaches)]Camoflauge love all night (give it to me)Make me come on and ah (dont stop)You bring the weed, ima bring the pereon (uhhh)Camoflauge love all night (give it to me)Make me come on and ah (dont stop)Lock the doors and unplug the phones (uhhh)Camoflauge love all night (give it to me)Make me come on and ah (dont stop)You bring the rubbers, Ill put up the 100 bones (uhhh)Camoflauge love all night (give it to me)Make me come on and ah (dont stop)Maybe its your tone, got me visualizing a song[storm]Camofluage lover, oh this fine mutha*****aA ***** add up to this sentual spot toucherMy pain crusher, never the cum rusherThe only one to get up in me with no rubberSlip in me like butter, keepin in formAll day, all night its bout that bad ***** stormAnticipating his touch, my shit stay sealed tightHe can feel my insides all night, every night, *****in rightShow your skills nigga, put that thang on mePlease me or relieve me, and let your body hang on meFar from phony, this niggas a tru representerIm claimin whats mine, thats my dick and my niggaMy soulja got me dressed up in them see-thru fatiguesAnd we goin to war, yes indeedThis what I need tah feel the way he makes me feelDamn, only if this nigga was realI wish he was real[chorus][mac (storm) talking after chorus](ahhhh, haha)In a songThats just right there
