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Lời bài hát: Scotch On Ice(Album Version)

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She down on my socks
Getting ice for my scotch
Never bending my ear
Just chilling my beers

She don't say much
She's cold to the touch
Sometimes it's rough
With her handcuffs and stuff

She likes what I got
She takes what I give her
She feels so real
Just don't look into her eyes

If I come home late
The love is still great
Doesn't follow the trends
[Incomprehensible], how she bends

She likes it on top
Little cream, a lil' crop
And it's getting better

She likes what I got
Takes what I give her
She feels so real
Just don't look into her eyes

Oh, you give me so much pleasure
Oh, I wish you were alive
Oh, it gives me so much pleasure
Oh, it makes me feel alive

She likes what I got
Takes what I give her
She feels so real
Just don't look into her eyes

Oh, you give me so much pleasure
Oh, I wish you were alive
Oh, it gives me so much pleasure
Oh, it makes me feel alive

She comes in a box
My own private fox
She's pretty in pink
She cleans in the sink

She don't say much
She's cold to the touch
Doesn't complain
Travel to Spain

She likes it rough
With her handcuffs and stuff
She comes up tough
There's a cream on the crop

She's passing my socks
Getting ice for my scotch
Never bending my ear
Just chilling my beers