Campbell Glen

Campbell Glen - Where's The Playground Susie lyrics

Pull up to the, lover, pull up to the bumper

Pull up to the, lover, pull up to the bumper

Pull up to the, lover, pull up to the bumper

Pull up to the, lover, pull up to the bumper, Baby

[Chorus:]

Love, Till I get enough

Love, Baby fill me up

Love, Girl your love is worked

Love, Freak me till I'm dead

[Verse 1:]

L-O-V-E

A playa don't like that, He must be crazy

Yeah, I said it

Down her pipes, That's where I'm headed

Now all y'all wanna follow

Found out this hard to swallow

She got me down uh

And stick that tongue up the uh

She do that freaky stuff

She like them toes and stuff

She is my favorite chick

You know you do that {shit}

Back at the hotel

Do a brotha up, Make a brotha wan go tell

She put that honey on it

Raheem got money on it

And all them freaks want it

Nah, Big, Well get up on it

Pull up to the, lover, pull up to the bumper

Pull up to the, lover, pull up to the bumper

Pull up to the, lover, pull up to the bumper

Pull up to the, Lover, OOH, OOH, OOH, OOH

[Chorus]

[Verse 2:]

Can't live without it, I need some

How bout doin a threesome

You, Her, And me

Both of y'all give me l-o-v-e

Let me fill them jaws up

And she can climb them walls up

I got them twin freaks

Unique and Dominique

They like a genie to me

I wish and they do me

What mo' can a brotha ask fo'?

(Can ya get down low?)

It's like a porno flick

2 tricks on my {dick}

I got some freaky ooh

They might just want my riches

So ya know I gotta be on my guard

I'm sayin to myself good lord!

Pull up to the, lover, pull up to the bumper

Pull up to the, lover, pull up to the bumper

Pull up to the, lover, pull up to the bumper

Pull up to the, Lover, OOH, OOH, OOH, OOH

[Samples]

Raheem gon rock

Raheem gon rock

Raheem gon rock

Raheem gon rock this party steady

[Chorus]

[Verse 3:]

Moesha, Moesha

Do you want Raheem to beat ya?

US be a grade AB

A {nigga} don't wanna feel no teeth

Words of the pros

Mouth closed, Reach through the nose

Ridin down 285

Quit lookin {nigga}, Drive

[A yo, Cuz, Hold up]

[This love, This ain't chew the booty up]

True dat, True dat

But just don't have no {motherfuckin} wreck

Let's make it home

And you can get {yo shit sucked} all night long

That 22 style

You get head while I'm hittin it doggystyle

That's how we like it

As long as all you {hoes} don't bite

[Chorus]

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