Motorhead Lyrics

Boooooom, bo-boooom

I want dat ass she on dat dome

Motorhead, Motorhead

She can, she can make it vroom (Ayy)

'N ride that ass around the room

Wrap it up, back it up

Bury deep into her tomb

Okay okay, you already know

She that type a ho

Drop it low, to the flo'

Sweep it up just like a broom

Motorhead, Motorhead

Hum it out just like a tune

Motorhead, Motorhead

Hum it out just like a tune

I want a Motorhead

That's automatic head

Gearhead, no teeth

When you licking on me please

Just smooth smooth grease

When she down on her knees

Head fire, perspires

Eyes up it's sapphires

Made 'em other girls liars

Motorhead she never tires

She don't politic just give a nice Jackie

She so handy (Handy), got me feelin like I'm Kennedy

Deep Throat, my Johnson Nixon on her throat

Mamacita no comprende? Es L.B.J. (Dios mio)

She don't speed too fast, not above the laws

Engine needs air, so she pulling on them draws

So sweet, she a Georgia peach, suckin on the Dawgs

Country girl nasty, hell naws 'n yee haws

I'm fillin' in her throat, she make my cylinder explode

And if she say it ain't her thing, know she know, know she know

It's automotive one-point-oh

Like suck, squeeze, bang, blow

Boooooom, bo-boooom

I want dat ass she on dat dome

Motorhead, Motorhead

She can, she can make it vroom (Ayy)

'N ride that ass around the room

Wrap it up, back it up

Bury deep into her tomb

Okay okay, you already know

She that type a ho

Drop it low, to the flo'

Sweep it up just like a broom

Motorhead, Motorhead

Hum it out just like a tune

Motorhead, Motorhead

Hum it out just like a tune

I knew this chick named Porsche

No doubt she a freak

Only likes to get busy

When we ride through the streets

I let her ride shotgun

She tell me pick up the speed

I put the pedal to the metal

She unbuckled her seat (Oh)

She reached over for my tool changed the mood to ratchet

Guess an inspection is due on her chamber gasket

Plus she know I got the bag not talkin paper plastic

So she wanna let me know about her brain scholastics

I raised the beat she start to bounce she off the chain elastic

Swerving in and outta lanes oh but I feel fantastic

Got two-hundred on the dash high RPM no traffic

Got my mind bent outta shape and I'm not being sarcastic

In the city keep it hush I got her in the A (NDA)

She slow it down and speed it up something like MPH

Feel like a king in my city talkin LBJ

She got that Austin Power yeah I'm talking oh behave!

Boooooom, bo-boooom

I want dat ass she on dat dome

Motorhead, Motorhead

She can, she can make it vroom (Ayy)

'N ride that ass around the room

Wrap it up, back it up

Bury deep into her tomb

Okay okay, you already know

She that type a ho

Drop it low, to the flo'

Sweep it up just like a broom

Motorhead, Motorhead

Hum it out just like a tune

Motorhead, Motorhead

Hum it out just like a tune