Fil - Sex on a Chair lyrics

[Intro] [Verse 1: Jon Nerdigg] Damn girl now things are getting heavy all up in between your thighs water's bout to break the levy Every time we chillin' seems we end up in the bed On any other day I tell you go ahead But instead baby girl lets do it in this chair Four legs on the ground and two in the ayer Up until this point our friendship was plutonic Now you're stuck on me the way that I was hooked on Phonics No nice things to give you, isn't that ironic All I got is furniture and girl you should be on it [Bridge 1: Jon Nerdigg] Please don't take offense to this When I see your legs I can't resist Lovin your body is my only wish On a chair everyday baby perfect bliss [Pre Chorus 1: Jon Nerdigg] Though I know you said, we'd take this to the bed Nothing can compare to s** on a chair [Chorus: Jon Nerdigg] Sex on a chair Sex on a chair [Verse 2: Jon Nerdigg] Some rappers they rap about dealin', but you know me I just record how I'm feelin' You never have to doubt it, you know that I'm for realin' Girl let me see the thoughts that your eyes are concealin' Im sittin', your kneelin' my eyes to the cellin' Thank God for this s**ual healin I wanna do it from that scene from Juno You know the part I mean your my numero uno In the chair-mobile we're a climatic duo Pushin' hard to the finish breathin' heavy, Ooo oh Sex on a chair is the vision that I'm dreamin Now we can give our love seat a more literal meaning [Pre Chorus 2: Jon Nerdigg] Actings never there, this girl gives me a stare Pull my recline lever, s** on a chair [Chorus: Jon Nerdigg] Sex on a chair Sex on a chair [Verse 3: Jon Nerdigg] Now don't think that we all be jokin' I'm not Heath Ledger with my mouth cut open I don't gotta clue if fatty j's been talkin' Girl why so serious your figure is smokin' Your lips, your hips, your hair scrambled thoughts were provokin' The way you grid that ottoman is really got me hopin' That the soft bends and curves of your body I'll be strokin' Your hips, your lips, this chair, come on lets get it goin This lazy boy is about to go to work on you Tight grasp in the arms, till your patience is through The beat your body is making is the song I bump to Spread your legs on the chair, baby that's my cue That's my cue, thats my cue baby that's my cue Hello, thank you [Bridge 2: Jon Nerdigg] Why I'm still a rappin' is a mystery The space below your waist is where my face should be Better than a betty crocker recipe Sittin' on my rocker girl you're so tasty [Verse 4: Jon Nerdigg] Girl so freaky like a blair witch project Took her to my house, leather chair I'm on it Trimmed like a hedge I rolled on her like sonic Kept plaguin her body till she called me bubonic Bad girl bad girl whatcha gonna do Whatcha gonna do when the chair's brand new Not a grandmother so my chair is not plastic covered But it's bout to get messy, so help me with this rubber [Pre Chorus 3: Jon Nerdigg] Glad she is my lover I'm so undeserving of her When she lets me explore regions of her body undiscovered Always feels the best when what we share is connected Convulsing to a finish like this chair's electric [Chorus: Jon Nerdigg] Sex on a chair Sex on a chair Verse 5: Jon Nerdigg I know these verses ain't my normal style But Ice Cube's hook got me actin wild With that bein' said this occasion is rare So come on girl lets have s** on a, chair