Your native language

عربي

Arabic

عربي

简体中文

Chinese

简体中文

Nederlands

Dutch

Nederlands

Français

French

Français

Deutsch

German

Deutsch

Italiano

Italian

Italiano

日本語

Japanese

日本語

한국인

Korean

한국인

Polski

Polish

Polski

Português

Portuguese

Português

Română

Romanian

Română

Русский

Russian

Русский

Español

Spanish

Español

Türk

Turkish

Türk

Українська

Ukrainian

Українська
User Avatar

Geluid


Koppel


Moeilijkheidsgraad


Accent



interfacetaal

nl

Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Cookie beleid   |   Steun   |   FAQ
1
registreren / inloggen
Lyrkit

doneren

5$

Lyrkit

doneren

10$

Lyrkit

doneren

20$

Lyrkit

En/of steun mij op sociaal gebied. netwerken:


Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
K'LA

How Do I Feel (Sex Room Remix)

 

How Do I Feel (Sex Room Remix)

(album: The Coldest Winter Ever - 2010)


[Verse 1:]
I trace his facial features with my fingers
And blessed the texture with kisses on the spots at wich they linger
As he puts pressure on my spine until it tingles
Conversations turn sexual every time our bodies mingle
I'm single, he single, together we get too buck
Practicing passion and then mistakeing it for true love
He took off his jacket, pants and shirt just to suit up
Forget fashion, we in this room like a nude club
The music, up, the lights is down
Sight is lost in darkness, but the senes of touch is found
He leads me with his voice, so I reach out and touch his mouth
And thank God I found it, cause now I don't hear any sounds
He turns me round, zips me down
Drops my dress, picks up my pounds
Sits ms on the table, lays me out
Puts his hands inside my thights and prepares to drown

[Hook:]
How do I feel?
(I wanna know, said I wanna know)
How do I feel?
(How do I feel babe, how do I feel babe)
I wanna know right now
How do I feel?
(Ohh, yeah I wanna know, I wanna know, say I wanna know)
How do I feel?
(How do I feel to you baby)

[Verse 2:]
Ice chips drip slow, we don't slip
He kiss mine, lick mine and bit his own lip
If I'm a crime, then that makes him the culprit
Cause he just beat it in, like no one ever told him don't hit
But don't quit, don't stop
Wait, don't move, stay on top
You can speed it up, but don't pop
And please God tell the neighbors, please don't knock
No interruptions before I get my eruptions
Oe before I give you yours, that's the purpose of this funckion
I know you tipsy, cause you in me, like a puncture
So if you ain't wanna hear me whine, you never should of drunk it
But I want it and you like it
Rough, and so do I, so we make love as if we're fighting
Shit, you might lose, baby you might win
Just so you know you'll be KO'ed, before the night end

[Hook]

klaar

Heb je alle onbekende woorden uit dit nummer toegevoegd?