Ludacris:
Is it the glitter on her breasts
Or the gloss on her lips
Hickeys on the chest
Or the toss of the hips
I'm lost in the mix
So I floss in the sea
Turning out the hits
That only exist in your dreams
Is it the glitter on her breasts
Or the gloss on her lips
Hickeys on the chest
Or the toss of the hips
I'm lost in the mix
So I floss in the sea
Turning out the hits
That only exist in your dreams