He’s sh#t at his job, he was sh#t at school
He’s only good at one thing, but you gotta admit it’s cool
Throughout the week, he seems kinda dull
But just wait ’till the weekend when he goes out on the prowl
Making shapes, oh what a star
The way he moves his body makes you want to remove your bra
Making shapes, owning the room
You want him to dance up on you and put a baby in your womb
You lie alone, you’ve been humped ‘n dumped
You hate yourself for being easy and getting pumped
At least you’re home, no need for a walk of shame
You ‘member one of his moves and think “shit, that boy had game”
Making shapes, oh what a star
The way he moves his body makes you want to remove your bra
Making shapes, owning the room
You want him to dance up on you and put a baby in your womb
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Latex Wednesday Lyrics – Making Shapes