Femme Fatale

Lyrics

Nick Wiz ft. Darc Mind - "Femme Fatale" [Emcee(s): Kev Roc] [Producer(s): Nick Wiz] [Verse 1: Kev Roc] The setting quaint, cozy, and cool, a sidewalk café Greenwich Village around the month of May. Alone I sit (Alone I sit), pondering escapade, a drink in my hand Between my lips the Newport I just lit (Newport I just lit) Subtle sophistication, my demeanor relaxed The atmosphere was dim and smoky, a backdraft in the back A little of trouble looked I for. Yes, who would guess Mayhem disguised in tight sequin dress? Slid up My chair a little bit, propped elbows to observe habits Behavior, body language, and drinks shе served. Each move An obvious hint, еrotic messages sent. Café, yo Watch your ass out of the storybook, now you're spent. Eye Contact, smile, a wink, then a nod. I swallow Then, without hesitation, stood focused and proceeded to follow She was covered in sequins—same design of her dress—black silk Fishnet with a caboose, suede, dough, nothing less, leaving Unaware seduction, plain and simple, my intent and her aim Mayhem's accomplice: a fine, brown frame [Hook: Kev Roc] See on the prowl, slow eye, cute smile The undercover style of a femme fatale (Femme fatale) See on the prowl, cream-scheming all the while She tried to put my charms on trial (On trial) See on the prowl, slow eye, cute smile (Smile) The undercover style of a femme fatale (Of a femme fatale) See on the prowl (Prowl), cream-scheming all the while (Scheming all the while) Doll baby fly, live foul (Live foul) [Verse 2: Kev Roc] Pursue her I do with a lively step, I note the quietly kept Concerned, I glance the grins of heads I've not met yet Peculiar, but I'm not too particular of her guileless style With Vanity-like contours from the profile Romanticism and such routine, the everyday it appeared To be, surrounded by buddha and tight revelry Persistent, I closed the distance [?] quite simple, methodic [?] readily, steadily staring in eyes of mooley erotic Elicit the lust, dismiss, I distrust, but so what? No topics discussed, so Dick and Eagle tell me I must I close for the kill, indomitable will, hard steel The thought of cheap thrill to beat the common sense is to nil Skimpy fashion, look is simply smashing, demure Lure, I'm looking for action, endowed and dashing A sure cure, indo in imagery, dope physical symmetry, no name Mayhem's accomplice: a fine, brown frame [Hook: Kev Roc] See on the prowl, slow eye, cute smile The undercover style of a femme fatale (Femme fatale) See on the prowl, cream-scheming all the while She tried to put my charms on trial (On trial) See on the prowl, slow eye, cute smile (Cute smile) The undercover style of a femme fatale (Of a femme fatale) See on the prowl, cream-scheming all the while (Scheming all the while) Doll baby fly, live foul (Doll baby fly, live foul) [Verse 3: Kev Roc] Correct she was, cunning her conniving, carnal the dilemma, yo Collusion, impeccable timing, not a flaw that she ever shows The bourgeois, a cordial invite incandescent and soothing I complement the décor, show condom gear I start removing She go, "Fifty, we could sleep late. My God'll be your keepsake" [?] I'm a cheapskate She said, "Ain't nothing happening. I heard you're supposed to be rapping around Fine brown"—bow!—cussing me out in ghetto Latin A fly type [?] flick hip equipped, I wander Fondly my mental beyond her liner and lipstick About to dispatch the snatch when, out of her hat, her cat say, "Gotcha I'm 'bout to cold rob your ass, kid, bodily clobber, bust, then watch ya" Nevermore [?] the bitch and break south, the gun smoke Mixed with the L done numbed the roof of my mouth A right, left, then across the dancefloor, have her pushing up after I slip, slide, bang, bruise—no time, I'll deal with it after Full stride, my dick to one side, no pain, yet scars still Remain. Mayhem's accomplice: that fine, brown Frame [Hook: Kev Roc] See on the prowl, slow eye, cute smile (Smile) The undercover style of a femme fatale (Of a femme fatale) See on the prowl (Prowl), cream-scheming all the while (Scheming all the while) Doll baby fly, live foul (Doll baby fly, live foul) See on the prowl (Prowl), slow eye, cute smile (Smile) The undercover style of a femme fatale (Of a femme fatale) See on the prowl (Prowl), cream-scheming all the while (Scheming all the while) See, doll baby fly, live foul (Doll baby fly, live foul) [Outro: Kev Roc] See on the prowl, slow eye, cute smile The undercover style of a femme fatale See on the prowl, cream-scheming all the while See, doll baby fly, live foul