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Monster.

How should I feel?
Creatures lie here.
Looking through the window


Monster.
How should I feel?

Creatures lie here.
Looking through the window


First it's her neck, yeah then her back
Yeah I'm a freak, I get into all that
Girl I perform for ya, like a !@$^o star

Till ya had enough then I just need a little bit more
New music new move new position
New erotic sounds is going down now listen

I can hear your heartbeat, you're sweating I can paint a perfect picture
I get deeper and deeper, I told ya I'll get ya
I work that murk that just the way ya like it baby

Turn a quickie into an all neighter maybe
Your sex drive it match my sex drive
Then we be moving as fast as a NASCAR ride

Switch gears slow down, go down whoa now
You can feel every inch of it when we intimate
I'll use my tongue baby, I'll leave you sprung baby

I'll have ya head spinning saying 50 so crazy

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Monster.
How should I feel?

Creatures lie here.
Looking through the window


Monster.
How should I feel?
Creatures lie here.

Looking through the window

You moving too fast, you moving too quick

You heavy on the gas, you moving too swift
Can't keep up the pace
Might not finish the race

But do it now for it's too late to switch
And how you make a impala lift


But the set car is ya heart
And is hard to be fixed
You gon break it if you don't downshift

And I know you get a rush
When you hang around risk
But gon get enough

When you breaking down sick
All I'll cant move your wheels
And feeling like

Just a mile back you was felling quite brisk
Now you sitting on bricks with your car on strict
Radio gone insurance won't cover

Paint job wreck and you dragging your muffler
Wouldn't listen then, but I bet you hear now
Cos you got speed ticket

Cos you wouldn't slow down

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Monster.
How should I feel?

Creatures lie here.
Looking through the window


Monster.
How should I feel?
Creatures lie here.

Looking through the window