Mike Boyd

Mike Boyd - Mr. Romantic lyrics

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Oh, my God and oh, my Lord

I said who’s that boy with all them girls

They call me Mr. Romantic

Yeah, they call me Mr. Romantic

I said all these ladies, just one Mike

I can change your world in just one night

‘Cause they call me Mr. Romantic

Yeah, they call me Mr. Romantic

Yeah

Hey, baby, I adore you

From labia minor to labia majora

We don’t need no room or I’ll shave the kitten for you

Examine your body like Dora the Explorer

Search through every crevasse and look through every orifice

See, I be that rabbit hole, goes like I’m Morpheus

And if you get bored of dick I know some more horny chicks

And we could have an orgy, I’m sure it would be glorious

And I don’t mean no disrespect

But I won’t kiss on your neck and I may shit on your chest

And I may get on your nerves and you may get on my case

But you didn’t give me lip when I was kissing on your face

Hey, I love the way you give me brains

While I’m driving in my car or I’m filling up my tank

You’ll be licking on my paint, doing things I can’t explain

She’s as dirty as they come, I’m just picking at you, babe

Oh, my God and oh, my Lord

I said who’s that boy with all them girls

They call me Mr. Romantic

Yeah, they call me Mr. Romantic

I said all these ladies, just one Mike

I can change your world in just one night

‘Cause they call me Mr. Romantic

Yeah, they call me Mr. Romantic

Yeah

Maybe I’ll fist fuck her, have her…

I’m not Chris Tucker, yeah, I hate this chick

But the dick loves her…

I got the perfect antidote for that little camel toe

I’mma get down on my knees and give this chick a standing O

They say it’s human nature but we fuck like animals

She howls at the moon while I’m busting at her hole

Like oh, no, unbuckling her clothes

Gotta keep it on the low when I’m juggling these hoes

So keep that muzzle on your mouth…

This ain’t the time for love, I’m only here to fuck

Turn around, face down, ass up

Now I got my thumbs stashed in her bum crack

And I came from behind, that’s what I call a comeback

Oh, my God and oh, my Lord

I said who’s that boy with all them girls

They call me Mr. Romantic

Yeah, they call me Mr. Romantic

Forgot other girls giving handy J’s

…hit the pussy so hard that your granny came

Yeah, your chick got a new hobby

Heating up this dick like it’s souvlaki

She cooking up meals and eating food off me

Strawberry dipped in chocolate with a side of punani like

Uh, mami, let me call out my boys for some…

5, 4, 3, 2, 1 tsunami

High fives all around, snoop’s at his best, G’s up, hoes down

Hoes down

Oh, my God and oh, my Lord

I said who’s that boy with all them girls

They call me Mr. Romantic

Yeah, they call me Mr. Romantic

I said all these ladies, just one Mike

I can change your world in just one night

‘Cause they call me Mr. Romantic

Yeah, they call me Mr. Romantic

Yeah

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