Dylan Ross - Drop Your Clothes lyrics

[Verse 1: William White] William White with a million nights I wanna spend here with you cause I feel alright I got a smart phone planner with no filled in dates I was thinking of just chilling while you get my head straight Don't hesitate I'm bout to make you get it get it girl In the tour bus Or the back of the Civic girl But I was thinking we could go back home And lay you down and get to work on those erogenous zones Baby I'm a pro I know where they are Touch you a couple lessons in the backseat of your car It's pretty freaky but I know you not a who*e And I'm just saying that our clothes would look better on the floor I'm falling like an avalanche The way I'm head over heels I'm thinking more than just some candles and meals so Rocks off when the tops off It's about to pop off When them lacy things drop off [Hook: Karl Lord Edward Diamonds] Drop Your Clothes [x6] Drop them Take them off Down to the floor [Verse 2: William White] I'm back again here to give it to original sininite It's 9 o'clock and I'm all alone like Ginuwine Sipping wine waiting by the phone to get a call To see when you coming over so we can do it all I got the Franzy a' chilling in the box And a bottle of Shibari yeah chilling on the rocks ah Rock the pros and if I can't impose I want you to stop and pose and just drop the clothes Beautiful girl A ten out of ten win win situation to hit it again and again It's really effort that I give into lust but tonight it's a must I lick it up stick it or bite it and touch I know you want it baby I want it pretty bad I'm a make it the best night you ever had it's a fact I don't need these pants to do the between the sheets dance in a castle in the southeast of France [Hook] (Remove those panties) [Verse 3:William White] It's 11:30 I love the way you talkin' dirty You a flirty birdy Running through my mind like a Kentucky Derby Sorase' crystal in my tiki diamond I never follow Simon rhyming double time it's splatter slime on the hymen Let me pollinate you Marry the queen of Scots eyes rolling back when I get in there and hit the spot Let's make a bet I get you wet I f** you better than Keith Sweat I wanna love you down till I can taste it, Uhh I wanna venture in the secret pa**age And I won't stop until you shaking just like an epileptic Nympholeptic Dyla tonte' let me be Casanova rudd and super lover seed Superlover bee me I wanted a little honey and stuck a couple fingers in the beehive Tonight I'm gonna be a God [?] and my proposal is a modest