Sex Appeal (Explicit)

Johnny P

Whoaaaa

And ya got that sex appeaaal

She had a walk too sassy

Approachin' with a dog that looked like Lassy

Kinda lookin' all classy

Just lookin' at the article

W**d smell on my Prada clothes

Sometimes I trip on myself

How I spit at these modern ho's

And I'm steady staggerin'

Look at the Remy that I had last week off Madison

Tryin'a walk a straight line

But I can't find a pattern in her

I looked at the door

Put my drink on the floor

Cocked my nine when I opened it slow

And about a hash green plus

The audacity of the star

Strippin' and maneuver her a**like next to me

And it sound like her body is callin' me

But it might be the alcohol in me

And the sex appeal it keep on drawin' me

Hook Johnny P

Sex sex appeaaal

I'm talkin' bout sex appeaal

Sex sex appeaaal

Her body keep callin' mee whoooaa

Sex sex appeaaal

I'm talkin' bout sex appeal giirl whooa right

Verse 2 Belo

I'm finna get her off high Hydro

Bump a crown from mista porch

Hey there lil' mama

Do you wanna come kick your heels

In the back of my Range Rove

Wanna do what'chu did before

Don't trip cause You Already Know

Just do it Nice and Slow

You gotta raise the door

And I don't pay for show

You can grab yo' kicks and go

Put on yo shhh let's roll

Recognize the G true ballin'

Do or Die pimp or die not fallin'

When we all in yo club

Chillin' with the chiefs and the dubs

Pop Chrys' with the niggas and the b**ches too

Dig a b**ch out the Grove like I just do

People say I'm like a statue

Spit the B in yo ear

Take you off to the real and I match you

Sex appeal

Hook Johnny P

Sex sex appeaaal

I'm talkin' bout sex appeaal girrrl

Sex sex appeaaal

Her body keep callin' meee whoooaa

Sex sex appeaaal

Verse 3 Twista

Go kick it wit' my niggas in the drop Regal

But first I gotta roll one for my people

Hate us for doin' that saw us

Through Windy City night crawlers

Who would of imagined lyricals on the legacy

Sh*t let the Mo' pop and drop the top

Get'chu blind to the abra

Blowin' lime to the sky

Rhyme til' I die tryin' to get by

Lil' miss lookin' tight in the coochie

Whether it's a Gucci

Love the way you do the jiggy when you walk

Soundin' like you freaky girl every time you talk

I know ya aura make the fellas wanna break 'em off

Hear me brotha

Gotta try to get our feet further

And to kick the flows that I freak but uhh

Roll up on a chick and spit game

Let me show you how the back seat of a Lexus feel

Take a hit of sess and chill

Girl dressed to kill

Whippin' that sex appeal

Next appeal

Hook Johnny P

Sex sex appeaaal Whooaaa

I'm talkin' bout sex appeaal heeeyyy

Sex sex appeaaal

Said her body keeeeeeeep

Sex sex appeaaal Callin' callin' callin' meee

Sex sex appeaaal Callin' callin' callin' meee

Sex appeal sex sex appeal

Sex appeal sex appeal Talkin' about

Sex appeal sex sex appeal Ohh yeah

Sex appeal sex appeal Bring it on bring it on

Said ya body just callin' me

And ain't nothin' like an orgy

I'm faallinnn in love with herrrr

Yes I ammm yes I ammm

Yes I aaammm

Said I'm still right here

Lookin' it at your heaaaart closed

Checkin' out that Prada coooatt