Rosana (Michael Mind Remix Edit)
Yeah, uh, yeah, uh
Ow ow, yeah, ow ow ow ow
Check it out
My chick is one out of a million, she a grand prize
Met her on the dash bus up in Van Nuys
That pretty face, accent, and them tan thighs
Make me fantasize all day, I hit it like
Boom, boom, ay
She is untouchable
Boom, boom, ay
I'm tellin' ya, man, she don't quit
I hit it like: boom, boom, ay
She is untouchable
Boom, boom, ay
And I don't think I can handle this sh*t
(What's my motherf*ckin' name?)
Rosana, freaky little mama
She be tryin' to f*ck all day
Hit it from the morning to the evening
She be still fiendin'
Lil mamacita, don't play
Hey yo
Me and her been together for like a couple months
Mami got that punani sweeter than peanut butter crunch
I hit it from the back like a sucker punch
Bust a nut, back to the front for some uppercuts
And in the morning she be hookin' me up proper
Butt-naked in my kitchen while she cookin' me machacha
And before I go to work she give me that boom-shocka-locka
I want to stay home and f*ck her all day, I hit it like
A lot of joy, a lot of pleasure, lot of pain, lot of misery
She turn me on, but she be drainin' me physically
And I mean that quite literally
Cause I've only got so many mini-mes swimmin' in me
Man I give it all I got, but still she wants to get some more
Back to the bathroom, back to the bedroom
Back to the hall to the kitchen floor
I don't know what I'm b*tchin' for, cause I like it that way
But all I wanna do all day is hit it like
Ow ow, yeah, ow ow ow ow
Check it out
My chick is one out of a million, she a grand prize
Met her on the dash bus up in Van Nuys
That pretty face, accent, and them tan thighs
Make me fantasize all day, I hit it like
Boom, boom, ay
She is untouchable
Boom, boom, ay
I'm tellin' ya, man, she don't quit
I hit it like: boom, boom, ay
She is untouchable
Boom, boom, ay
And I don't think I can handle this sh*t
(What's my motherf*ckin' name?)
Rosana, freaky little mama
She be tryin' to f*ck all day
Hit it from the morning to the evening
She be still fiendin'
Lil mamacita, don't play
Hey yo
Me and her been together for like a couple months
Mami got that punani sweeter than peanut butter crunch
I hit it from the back like a sucker punch
Bust a nut, back to the front for some uppercuts
And in the morning she be hookin' me up proper
Butt-naked in my kitchen while she cookin' me machacha
And before I go to work she give me that boom-shocka-locka
I want to stay home and f*ck her all day, I hit it like
A lot of joy, a lot of pleasure, lot of pain, lot of misery
She turn me on, but she be drainin' me physically
And I mean that quite literally
Cause I've only got so many mini-mes swimmin' in me
Man I give it all I got, but still she wants to get some more
Back to the bathroom, back to the bedroom
Back to the hall to the kitchen floor
I don't know what I'm b*tchin' for, cause I like it that way
But all I wanna do all day is hit it like
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Writer(s): Reginald Alexander Perry Jr, Michael Jones
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