Does She Like It?

Lyrics

[Intro: Phrase] Just let it run [Chorus: Daniel Merriweather, Phrase & Brad Strut] Does she want it? (Yeah, she needs it) Does she take it? (Yeah, she thieves it) Does she crave it? (Nah, she fiends it She lays back! like a queen, licks her lips like she means it) Does she like it? (Yeah, she loved it) Does she lick it? (Nah, she stroked it) Does she want it? (Yeah, she grinds it She leans back on her knees, licks her lips and invites it) [Verse 1: Phrase] Glance over the bar, she's a hot thing Thighs like a thoroughbred, trots with a hot swing Seductive features, cheekbones sharp as razor blades Perfect curvature, glide through smoke like a laser ray Yeah, I gotta touch her, it's a must for self development Slam a couple shotties back to put me in my element The talk's irrelevant, there's something else between us I've seen it, she's always acting cheeky and devious Will she leave me believing I'm sleazy or fiending but sweet when I'm dreaming Of sex with a meaning? I'm needing an evening With rubbing and teething, no scrubbing or cleaning, just hugging and reeming I'm planning a plot to put a stop to her clubbing this evening So what you want, what you wanna get, you wanna get With Phraser make your body hot, you gotta sweat I'm on a need to know basis and, baby, I need to know If your willing to make the bomb then I'm ready to let it blow [Chorus: Daniel Merriweather, Phrase & Brad Strut] Does she want it? (Yeah, she needs it) Does she take it? (Yeah, she thieves it) Does she crave it? (Nah, she fiends it She lays back! like a queen, licks her lips like she means it) Does she like it? (Yeah, she loved it) Does she lick it? (Nah, she stroked it) Does she want it? (Yeah, she grinds it She leans back on her knees, licks her lips and invites it) [Verse 2: Brad Strut] I get 'em naked off a glass of classy chardonnay And make 'em take it like a bitch, you know I'm hard to play Forsakin' riches for the dollar, make 'em suck 'n' run She kinda active, this is practice when I fuck on rum No chase, I'm off my face, but seeing clear as day an' sun I do it proper, ain't no need to ever fake it, hun The helicopter and the swivel, I can go all night The way I chop hers never simple, I can sew it tight But ain't no needle, I'm a zebra changing colour quick And the sequels better when I'm growing long dicks Growin' strong, gotta be fit like we was running in a marathon Fully equipped so grab a chick and get your rabbit on A vagabond, driftin' upon systems Searching for a strong vixen to knock hips with Sarcome, this is a stars hit list I part limbs with my charm and disarm knickers and bras As far as pimp is, I'm way past it Insane bastard, so witness I maim carnage The pretty ones, the big titty ones The cuties with the booties, not the itty bitty ones [Chorus: Daniel Merriweather, Phrase & Brad Strut] Does she want it? (Yeah, she needs it) Does she take it? (Yeah, she thieves it) Does she crave it? (Nah, she fiends it She lays back! like a queen, licks her lips like she means it) Does she like it? (Yeah, she loved it) Does she lick it? (Nah, she stroked it) Does she want it? (Yeah, she grinds it She leans back on her knees, licks her lips and invites it)