Biografía:
Indie music artist and producer from the east coast living now in Southern California, US.
Learn more about him on his Facebook artist page: http://www.facebook.com/home.php#!/pages/Kellen-Malloy/416699235106
Read more on Last.fm
Otras canciones:
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
Intro
C G Am F
C
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
G
Give it to me now, give it to me now
Give it to me now, give it to me now
Am
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
F
Give it to me now, give it to me now
Give it to me now..
[Chorus] x2
C G
I wanna, li-li-li-lick you from yo' head to yo' toes
Am F
And I wanna, move from the bed down to the down to the to the flo'
C G
Then I wanna, ahh ahh - you make it so good I don't wanna leave
Am F
But I gotta, kn-kn-kn-know what-what's your fan-ta-ta-sy
C
I wanna get you in the Georgia Dome on the fifty yard line While the Dirty Birds kick
for t'ree
G
And if you like in the club we can do it in the DJ booth or in the back of the V.I.P.
Am
Whipped cream with cherries and strawberries on top. Lick it don't stop, keep the door
locked don't knock while the boat rock
F
We go-bots and robots so they gotta wait til the show stop
C
Or how 'bout on the beach with black sand. Lick up your thigh then call me the Pac Man
G
Table top or just give me a lap dance. The Rock to the Park to the Point to the Flatlands
Am
That man Ludacris (woo) in the public bathroom Or in back of a classroom
F
How ever you want it lover lover gonna tap that ass soon
C
See I cast 'em and I past 'em get a tight grip and I grasp 'em
G
I flash 'em and out last 'em
Am
And if ain't good then I trash 'em while you stash 'em I'll let 'em free And the tell me
what they fantasy
F
Like up on the roof roof tell yo boyfriend not to be mad at me
[Chorus]
C
I wanna get you in the bath tub With the candle lit you give it up till they go out
G
Or we can do it on stage of the Ludacris concert Cause you know I got sold out
Am
Or red carpet dick could just roll out Go 'head and scream you can't hold out
F
We can do it in the pouring rain runnin the train when it's hot or cold out
C
How 'bout in the library on top of books But you can't be too loud
G
You wanna make a brother beg for it Give me TLC 'cause you know I be too proud
Am
We can do it in the white house tryna make them turn the lights out
F
Champagne with my campaign let me do the damn thing. What's my name, what's my name,
what's my name
C
A sauna, jacuzzi
G
In the back row at the movies. You can scratch my back and rule me
Am
You can push me or just pull me. On hay in middle of the barn (woo) rose pedals on the
silk sheets uh
F
Eating fresh fruits sweep yo woman right off her feet
[Chorus]
C
I wanna get you in the back seat windows up
G
That's the way you like to fuck, clogged up fog alert
Am
Rip the pants and rip the shirt, ruff sex make it hurt In the garden all in the dirt
F
Roll around Georgia Brown that's the way I like it twerk
C
Legs jerk, overworked, underpaid but don't be afraid
G
In the sun or up in the shade
Am
On the top of my Escalade. Maybe your girl and my friend can trade; tag team, off the ropes!
F
On the ocean or in the boat! Factories or on hundred spokes!
C
What about up in the candy store that chocolate chocolate make it melt
G
Whips and chains, handcuffs, smack a little booty up with my belt
Am
Scream help play my game; Dracula man I'll get my fangs
F
Horseback and I'll get my reigns, school teacher let me get my grades
C G Am F
C
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
G
Give it to me now, give it to me now
Give it to me now, give it to me now
Am
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
F
Give it to me now, give it to me now
Give it to me now..
[Chorus] x2
C G
I wanna, li-li-li-lick you from yo' head to yo' toes
Am F
And I wanna, move from the bed down to the down to the to the flo'
C G
Then I wanna, ahh ahh - you make it so good I don't wanna leave
Am F
But I gotta, kn-kn-kn-know what-what's your fan-ta-ta-sy
C
I wanna get you in the Georgia Dome on the fifty yard line While the Dirty Birds kick
for t'ree
G
And if you like in the club we can do it in the DJ booth or in the back of the V.I.P.
Am
Whipped cream with cherries and strawberries on top. Lick it don't stop, keep the door
locked don't knock while the boat rock
F
We go-bots and robots so they gotta wait til the show stop
C
Or how 'bout on the beach with black sand. Lick up your thigh then call me the Pac Man
G
Table top or just give me a lap dance. The Rock to the Park to the Point to the Flatlands
Am
That man Ludacris (woo) in the public bathroom Or in back of a classroom
F
How ever you want it lover lover gonna tap that ass soon
C
See I cast 'em and I past 'em get a tight grip and I grasp 'em
G
I flash 'em and out last 'em
Am
And if ain't good then I trash 'em while you stash 'em I'll let 'em free And the tell me
what they fantasy
F
Like up on the roof roof tell yo boyfriend not to be mad at me
[Chorus]
C
I wanna get you in the bath tub With the candle lit you give it up till they go out
G
Or we can do it on stage of the Ludacris concert Cause you know I got sold out
Am
Or red carpet dick could just roll out Go 'head and scream you can't hold out
F
We can do it in the pouring rain runnin the train when it's hot or cold out
C
How 'bout in the library on top of books But you can't be too loud
G
You wanna make a brother beg for it Give me TLC 'cause you know I be too proud
Am
We can do it in the white house tryna make them turn the lights out
F
Champagne with my campaign let me do the damn thing. What's my name, what's my name,
what's my name
C
A sauna, jacuzzi
G
In the back row at the movies. You can scratch my back and rule me
Am
You can push me or just pull me. On hay in middle of the barn (woo) rose pedals on the
silk sheets uh
F
Eating fresh fruits sweep yo woman right off her feet
[Chorus]
C
I wanna get you in the back seat windows up
G
That's the way you like to fuck, clogged up fog alert
Am
Rip the pants and rip the shirt, ruff sex make it hurt In the garden all in the dirt
F
Roll around Georgia Brown that's the way I like it twerk
C
Legs jerk, overworked, underpaid but don't be afraid
G
In the sun or up in the shade
Am
On the top of my Escalade. Maybe your girl and my friend can trade; tag team, off the ropes!
F
On the ocean or in the boat! Factories or on hundred spokes!
C
What about up in the candy store that chocolate chocolate make it melt
G
Whips and chains, handcuffs, smack a little booty up with my belt
Am
Scream help play my game; Dracula man I'll get my fangs
F
Horseback and I'll get my reigns, school teacher let me get my grades
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