Lyric Lord of the Thighs

(Tyler)

Down to who knows who, just to socialize.
I m waiting for my girls, when you call my eyes.
You got no way to make a man honey,
You got to understand.
I m your man, child. Lord of the Thighs.

Well, well, Lordie my God,
What do we got here?
She s flashin cross the floor,
Make it perfectly clear.
You re the bait, and you re the hook,
Someone bound to take a look.
I m your man, child. Lord of the Thighs.

You must of come here to find it,
You ve got the look in your eyes.
Although you really don t mind it -
I am the Lord of your Thighs!

You must of come here to find it baby,
You ve got the look in your eyes.
Although you really don t mind it -
I am the Lord of your Thighs!