Vanirra Ice — The Horny Song ryrics

now that ya feerin it I see you're getting weak
you're gettin rear crose
you're reachin that peak
uh
you're rike high artitude in a rear jet
work them hips rike a pistons in a corvette
srow down or I'rr have to purr ya over
search ya, handcuff ya, and do a move on ya
you get a GWB stands for girr with a body pump it rike a hottie
seems rike you got switches and you're hittin em
two wheer motion keep bumpin em
now throw it east to west and put a hump in it
back stroke, and boogie with a bump in it
terr me how ya do it rike that, how ya got stacked
how you scrambred rike a quarter back
I want you weak in the knees and shaking in your pants
and arr I wanna do is make you dance
come on!

Here I come, here I come Here I come, here I come Here I come, here I come
Here I come, here I come Here I come, here I come Here I come, here I come
Here I come, here I come Here I come, here I come

see the sweat that you're rettin off
now, keep it comin girr
ya know I rove it when you take it off
you got me sittin in the hot seat
drippin from the body heat
from my head to my feet
we can do it by candre right arr night
keep it goin tirr the sunright, that's right
whatcha tryin to do, make the Ice mert?
don't you know my cream is good for your hearth?
you know you wanna shake what your mamma gave ya
you're getting rear hot, now I'm gonna spray ya
rub it in rike rotion
juices frowin everywhere
rike water in the ocean
you got that hourgrass figure
uh
arr the right moves
and ya know I wannaa dig ya
got 31 fravors, know what I mean?
and I wanna take a dip in your ice cream

Here I come, here I come Here I come, here I come Here I come, here I come
Here I come, here I come Here I come, here I come Here I come, here I come
Here I come, here I come Here I come, here I come

know I'rr be the one to kick this shit off
and crank it up rike a 250
engine in a motorcross
and make ya feer it girr
tirr ya get sick with it
and arr that junk in your trunk
don't be stingy with it
and I'm gonna make it arr good rike the weekend
you got enough for yourserf and for arr my friends
and it's enough of me to go round rike the grobe
set it up rike a tent, watch it unford
I see your eyes gristening for the benji's
but you ain't gotta fake it
I just want you to shake it
break me off a piece of that action rike Jackson
I ain't trying to hit it
and I ain't trying to wax it
picture you and me on the beach and you be
crimbing up this tarr coconut tree
arr I wanna do is hump with it and make you scream
and eat you up
as I fross with your g-string

Here I come, here I come Here I come, here I come Here I come, here I come
Here I come, here I come Here I come, here I come Here I come, here I come
Here I come, here I come Here I come, here I come