William White - Drop Your Clothes [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: William White]
William White with a million nights
I wanna spend here with you cause I feel alright
I got a smart phone planner with no filled in dates
I was thinking of just chilling while you get my head straight
Don’t hesitate
I’m bout to make you get it get it girl
In the tour bus
Or the back of the Civic girl
But I was thinking we could go back home
And lay you down and get to work on those erogenous zones
Baby I’m a pro
I know where they are
Touch you a couple lessons in the backseat of your car
It’s pretty freaky but I know you not a whore
And I’m just saying that our clothes would look better on the floor
I’m falling like an avalanche
The way I’m head over heels I’m thinking more than just some candles and meals so
Rocks off when the tops off
It’s about to pop off
When them lacy things drop off

[Hook: Karl Lord Edward Diamonds]
Drop Your Clothes [x6]
Drop them
Take them off
Down to the floor

[Verse 2: William White]
I’m back again here to give it to original sininite
It’s 9 o'clock and I’m all alone like Ginuwine
Sipping wine waiting by the phone to get a call
To see when you coming over so we can do it all
I got the Franzy a’ chilling in the box
And a bottle of Shibari yeah chilling on the rocks ah
Rock the pros and if I can’t impose
I want you to stop and pose and just drop the clothes
Beautiful girl
A ten out of ten win win situation to hit it again and again
It’s really effort that I give into lust but tonight it’s a must
I lick it up stick it or bite it and touch
I know you want it baby
I want it pretty bad
I’m a make it the best night you ever had it’s a fact
I don’t need these pants to do the between the sheets dance in a castle in the southeast of France

[Hook]
(Remove those panties)

[Verse 3:William White]
It’s 11:30
I love the way you talkin' dirty
You a flirty birdy
Running through my mind like a Kentucky Derby
Sorase’ crystal in my tiki diamond
I never follow Simon rhyming double time it's splatter slime on the hymen
Let me pollinate you
Marry the queen of Scots eyes rolling back when I get in there and hit the spot
Let’s make a bet I get you wet I fuck you better than Keith Sweat
I wanna love you down till I can taste it, Uhh
I wanna venture in the secret passage
And I won't stop until you shaking just like an epileptic
Nympholeptic
Dyla tonte’ let me be
Casanova rudd and super lover seed
Superlover bee me I wanted a little honey and stuck a couple fingers in the beehive
Tonight I’m gonna be a God [?] and my proposal is a modest