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Darc Mind - Femme Fatale
Nick Wiz
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Ah, yeah, check it out
Darkmind, yeah
Dawg, check it out
Yeah, dig this
Check it, check it, check it, check it
The setting quaint, cozy, and cool
A sidewalk cafรฉ, Greenwich Village around the month of May
Alone I sit, pondering escapade
A drink in my hand, between my lips, the Newport I just lit
Subtle sophistication, my demeanor relaxed
The atmosphere was dim and smoky, a Jazak in the back
A little of trouble looked I for, yes, who would guess
Mayhem disguised a tight sequin dress
Slid up my chair a little bit, propped elbows to observe
Habits, behavior, body language, and drink she serve
Each move an obvious hint, erotic messages sent
Cafรฉ, you watch your ass out of the storybook night 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
She on the prowl, slow eye, cute smile
The undercover style of a femme fatale
She on the prowl, cream-scheming all the while
She try to put my charms on trial
She on the prowl, slow eye, cute smile
The undercover style of a femme fatale
She on the prowl, cream-scheming all the while
See, doll, baby fly, live foul
Pursue her, I do with a lively step, I note the quiet be kept
Concerned, I glance the grins of heads I've not met yet
Peculiar, but I'm not too particular, but guile a style
With vanity like cartoons from the profile
Romantic sentiment such, routinely every day
It appeared to be surrounded by buddha and tight revelry
Persistent, I closed the distance
Savoir faire, quite simple, methodic
Pores readily steadily staring in eyes unruly erotic
Elicit the lust, dismiss I distrust, but so what?
No topics discussed, so dick and ego tell me I must
I close for the kill, indomitable will, hard still
The thought of cheap thrill deplete the common sense is to nil
Skimpy fashion, hook her, simply smash it
Demure allure, I'm looking for action, endowed and dashing
A sure cure, endo and imagery, dope physical symmetry
No name, mayhem's accomplice, a fine brown frame
She on the prowl, slow eye, cute smile
The undercover style of a femme fatale
She on the prowl, cream-scheming all the while
She try to put my charms on trial
She on the prowl, slow eye, cute smile
The undercover style of a femme fatale
She on the prowl, cream-scheming all the while
See, doll, baby fly, live foul
Correct she was, cunning her conniving, carnal the dilemma, yo
Collusion, impeccable timing, not a flaw did she ever show
The boudoir, a cordial invite, incandescent and soothing
I compliment the decor, she'll condom gear and start removing
She go, "Fifty, we could sleep late, my God'd be your keepsake"
I juvenile, say, "Ten and we could begin as I'm a cheapskate"
She said, "Ain't nothing happening
I heard you supposed to be rapping around
Fine brownโ" BOW! Cussing me out in ghetto Latin
A fly type chick up from upper bond flick hip equipped
I wander fondly my mental beyond eyeliner and lipstick
About to dispatch, the snatch when
Out of her hat, her cat said, "Gotcha!
I'm 'bout to cold rob your ass, kid
Bodily clobber, bust and watch ya"
Nevermore would I struggle, I bolo the bitch and break south
The gun smoke mixed with the L to numb 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
She on the prowl, slow eye, cute smile
The undercover style of a femme fatale
She on the prowl, cream-scheming all the while
See, doll, baby fly, live foul
She on the prowl, slow eye, cute smile
The undercover style of a femme fatale
She on the prowl, cream-scheming all the while
See, doll, baby fly, live foul
Uh, yeah
She on the prowl, slow eye, cute smile
The undercover style of a femme fatale
She on the prowl, cream-scheming all the while
See, doll, baby fly, live foul
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