I'll Make You Scream - Cassidy

[Chorus (Cassidy & Female Voice)] 
[Female Voice:] I'd like to make sweet love to you 
[Cassidy:] What you say you tryin' to do, huh? 
[C:] I'll make you scream like 
[F:] AHHH! 
[C:] And shout like 
[F:] AHHH! 
[C:] And sing 
[F:] Do di do do di do do do 
[C:] Now what you say? 
[F:] I'd like to make sweet love to you 

[Repeat] 

[Verse 1 (Cassidy)] 
Okay! 
I was told you ain't got it nice, 'til you got a wife 
But nope I'ma baller cuz, never gon fall in love 
Pshyche that's a damn lie 
Ladies put ya hands high every woman should get that one man to stand by 
It's called devotion, emotions could make a man cry 
But ma wipe ya tears and just stare in that man eyes 
Prove that you there for him, prove that you care for him 
That's how you gotta act, prove that you got his back 
Prove that you not a rat 
Don't creep and ho around, hold him down 
'Cause you know what comes around goes around 
And I'm older now and it might seem kinda weird 
But man all them damn AIDS commercials got me kinda scared 

[Chorus] 

[Verse 2 (Snoop Dogg)] 
You ever laid on some pink mink sheets blowin' swishers 
Holdin' on some champagne while doin ya damn thang 
Caressin' on tha world main 
Adressin'' you is no pain 
Betty Wright is playing, no pain no gain 
I did it for the hell of it 
Hit it now you tell a bitch 
Now she want a little bit, I did it for the smell of it 
It's relevant and evident 
Yeah girl you heaven sent 
I love the way you break and take all the evidence 
Pimpin cause I'm stayin in your mothafucking residence 
While you out bringin me back the dead presidents 
(Pimpin', Pimpin', Pimpin') 
You can say that I got you 
I do it cause I have to, plus I feel like I got you 

[Chorus] 

[Verse 3 (Cassidy)] 
Sis if you make love to me 
Kissin' and huggin' me 
Lickin' and rubbin' me, it'll get ugly 
The bed got a mink spread gettin all cuddley 
Pop bub' the hot tub gettin all bubbley 
You don't even gotta ask, all my girls got it bad 
Closet full of Prada bags and I ain't even gotta brag 
Yeah I keep them lookin real 
Go 'head you can push the wheel 
And if ya face tough I might wake up and cook a meal 
Whatever you ask for (It's yours) 
We can go to my bungalo over in Tahiti with the glass floors 
Fish swimmin 'round, the moonlight shimmer down 
I got the bomb stroke 
Girl get ya spine broke 

[Chorus Until Fade]