Mattress Music

Y'all ain't ready Y'all ain't ready But I'ma get you ready First thing you gotta do is (Put the CD on man play all night long, what's up, what's up) (Put the CD on man play all night long, what's up, what's up) Yeah (Mattress music) First I wanna tha

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh This is mattress music Hey, yeah Oh, la, la, la, na, na, na Now I'mma give it to you, baby, just the way you like it, aye And I can tell by the way you holdin' on the bed that you like it And you tryin' hard not to scream but your

Pullin' on her, pullin', pullin' on her hair Pullin' on her, pullin', pullin' on her hair Pullin' on her, pullin', pullin' on her hair I love it when she wear her hair down to her shoulders And she know if she come over then I'ma fold her Already tol

Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh Light bulbs start to flicker Anatomy's getting bigger As we make our way up to the I stop you in the hallway Kissing all over your body We damn near fall through the door Now we both holding on so When I get you in that bed

Maximal R&B - Your First R&B Source! Marques Houston, kickin' and screaming This is for the clubs, said dj turn it up When I say I'm on my way she be happier then a mother fucker Jumping in the shower to be cleaner then a mother fucker When I hit

Oooooooo oooooooo Oooooooo oooooooo Open up wide I want to see what you got inside Can you make it say ahhh Turn on your side And Imma let your womb be my guide I'm willing to try (will try) How did it feel So we can do whatever you like (whatever yo

This is mattress music And I am Marques Houston You know that your ***** can't do it like this [Verse 1] He ain't got a flow like this And he ain't got that stroke like this And he can't curl them toes like this I'm telling you the truth girl And he