Step On Heels - Maximus Jobox

I'm hell on heels Say what you will I done made the devil a deal He made me pretty He made me smart And I'm gonna break me a million hearts I'm hell on heels Baby, I'm coming for you This diamond ring On my hand's The only good thing That came from that man Got a G.T.O. from one named Joe And a big piece of land down in Mexico I'm hell on heels Baby, I'm coming for you I got a pink guitar A Lincoln town car From ol' what's his name I meet at a bar Got a high rise flat in Hollywood From a married man wasn't up to no good I'm hell on heels Baby, I'm coming for you Then there's Jim I almost forgot I ran him off But I took the yacht Poor ol' Billy Bless his heart I'm still using his credit card I'm hell on heels Sugar daddy, I'm coming for you I'm hell on heels Say what you will I done made the devil a deal He made me pretty He made me smart And I'm gonna break me a million hearts I'm hell on heels Baby, I'm coming for you I'm hell on heels Say what you will I done made the devil a deal He made me pretty He made me smart I'm gonna break me a million hearts I'm hell on heels Sugar daddy, I'm coming for you

Come and meet me at my front door Tonight, tonight Make me take you on a love tour Tonight, tonight Let us tear up this damn floor Tonight, tonight I wanna give it to you hardcore Tonight, tonight Let me fuck you with my heels on, yeah Let me ride on your ding dong I've been waiting for you so long Take me to the swing song Let's fuck to a slow song I got a lot of things to show you, yeah I'm gonna fuck you like I owe you Let me put this pussy on you Music control you Mi glad seh mi know you I got my legs open so wide I wanna feel you deep inside Babe, you know I got mad pride But meck mi cock it up and you ah boom ride I can see you got a hard on Wait a minute let me turn up my Trey Songz You know you got a wild one And the pussy wa me have it full a gumption Say let me fuck you with my heels on, yeah Let me ride on your ding dong I've been waiting for you so long Take me to the swing song Let's fuck to a slow song I got a lot of things to show you Let me fuck you like I owe you Let me put this pussy on you Music control you Mi glad seh mi know you Sexiness a dweet paw mi red socking sheet Leopard print underwear we no carry no seats Stand firm in a mi pussy, you cock no fi weak Mi shave off mi front so it neat With mi heels in a your pocket, come beat the pussy bad Mi hear seh you a cockiest, come give me what you had Mi no affi practice 'cause I'm so bad In a mi nine inch stiletto, I'm looking so fat Let me fuck you with my heels on, yeah Let me ride on your ding dong I've been waiting for you so long Take me to the swing song Let's fuck to a slow song I got a lot of things to show you, yeah I'm gonna fuck you like I owe you Let me put this pussy on you Music control you Mi glad seh mi know you Mi body stick a life in a mi heels when mi drive stick shift In a mi hand pon highway 95 Put on your seatbelt, this name over drive Slippery when wet so no slide Sweat a run 'cause I'm working out Come baby come walk with me round the house A long time you a run off you mouth Show me what you talking about Say let me fuck you with my heels on, yeah Let me ride on your ding dong I've been waiting for you so long Take me to the swing song Let's fuck to a slow song I got a lot of things to show you Let me fuck you like I owe you Let me put this pussy on you Music control you Mi glad seh mi know you Come and meet me at my front door Tonight, tonight Make me take you on a love tour Tonight, tonight Let us tear up this damn floor Tonight, tonight I wanna give it to you hardcore Tonight, tonight

Bashful Betty, such a bondage brat Dressed in latex and coated in sewer rat A serpent's tongue calculating mind Gets top billing for her hip shake divine Look to the sky No rain in sight Better wear your rubber, boys If Betty is your date tonight Honey, it's how ya makin' money Boys call ya Hell on high heels Baby, the way ya walk it, talk it Town calls ya Hell on high heels Sexy Suki, little geisha girl Given every samurai a twirl An HIV V.I.P. Backseat panties down around her knees She ain't got no money Can't pay the rent It's a sunny day now, baby Every night on her back that's spent Honey, it's how ya makin' money Boys call ya Hell on high heels Baby, the way ya walk it, talk it Town calls ya Hell on high heels Honey, it's how ya makin' money Boys call ya Hell on high heels Baby, the way ya walk it, talk it Town calls ya Hell on high heels Honey, it's how ya makin' money Boys call ya Hell on high heels Baby, the way ya walk it, talk it Town calls ya Hell on high heels Honey, it's how ya makin' money Boys call ya Hell on high heels Baby, the way ya walk it, talk it (walk it, talk it) Town calls ya (oh, ya) Hell on high heels Honey, it's how ya makin' money Boys call ya Hell on high heels Baby, the way ya walk it, talk it (walk it, talk it) Town calls ya Hell on high heels Honey, it's how ya makin' money Boys call ya Hell on high heels Baby, the way ya walk it, talk it Boys call ya Hell on high heels Oh, baby, nice shoes

If you could pull yourself away from that mess Surely if you could pack a punch then you can pack a dress 'Cause hot on the trail of self pity is wilderness Like hot on the heels of heartbreak is happiness It's an upward struggle just to be yourself (To be yourself) And if I climb too far I'll end up on the shelf When sorry's have been said and tears, tears have dried I'm still the easy route to easy ride If you could just have a good word with yourself Convince yourself you're you and no-one else Restore your confidence and your pride A soldier don't need no-one by their side It seems as though there's only me to blame (Me To Blame) Pushover, must be my middle name Just because he flushed love down the drain Doesn't mean your little heart can't be reclaimed If you could just have a good word with yourself Convince yourself you're you and no-one else Restore your confidence and your pride A soldier don't need no-one by their side And I know that what I've chosen's second best And if the passport was there then I'd say yes But departure leaves a fully feathered nest This easy bird is easily impressed This easy bird is easily impressed Your little wings broken, nest destroyed The love that he talked of, null and void If you knew you were a plaything with which they toyed Your little heart would now be the employed Next time I choose to love I'll take good aim Miss out on his sweet talk and his blame Then when I miss the target you can't complain It's only the sure-shot actually feels the pain It's only the sure-shot actually feels the pain It's only the sure-shot actually feels the pain