When He Thinks Dirty

Leo

He was sitting in his room, his headphones over his ears, not really listening to the song that was on, thinking more about you.

He loved your hair, it was one of his favorite parts about you. Earlier this morning, he had dropped by your house to see you, since your parents were gone. You were wearing shorts, and a long t-shirt, your hair thrown up in a messy bun, stray bits and pieces escaping from it. You were humming to yourself, while making chocolate chip pancakes. You weren't wearing any makeup, and Leo thought you looked sexy this way. He couldn't help but stare at your ass; he was a boy after all.

Patty cake, Patty cake/With no hands

Got me in this club making wedding plans/If I take pictures while you do your dance

I can make you famous on Instagram

Hot damn it/Your booty like two planets

Go head, and go ham sandwich/Whoa, I can't stand it

'Cause you know what to do with that big fat butt

Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle

Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle

Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle

Just a little bit of... swing

Raph

His radio was on while he was chilling in his hammock. He was thinking about you, but more specifically, he was thinking about your legs.

He thought your legs were sexy as hell, and he would stare at them when you weren't looking at them. Your calves were strong, like a sprinter's, and your thighs were super small and muscular. He had seen you practicing this morning, with your school's track team, because you worked out with them.

Afterwards, you had glistened with a sheen of sweat, in a sports bra and short spandex.

They see that low rider go by they're, like, Oh my!/You ain't got to tell me why you're sick cause I know why.

I dip through in that six trey like sick em Dre/I'm an itch that they can't scratch, they're sick of me.

But hey, what else can I say? I love LA.

Cause over and above all, it's just another day/And this one begins where the last one ends.

Pick up where we left off and get smashed again.

Donnie

He had finally helped you start your new invention the other day, which was a modified motor scooter, so that the girls could eventually go with the turtles on missions.

Now he was thinking about you today,the radio blaring loudly in the background. He couldn't help but stare at you chest while you were working. You were easily a B-cup, he had decided, and the fact that you wore just a sports bra and Nike running shorts while you worked didn't help his hormones. Whenever you moved, they seemed to tease him, and it made you think about how sexy you were. He loved everything about you.

It's too hard to sleep/I got the sheets on the floor

Nothing on me/And I can't take it no more

It's a hundred degrees/I got one foot out the door

Where are my keys?/'Cause I gotta leave, yeah

In the back of the cab/I tipped the driver ahead of time

Get me there fast/I got your body on my mind

I want it bad/Ooh, just the thought of you gets me so high, so high

Girl, you're the one I want to want me

And if you want me, girl, you got me

There's nothin' I, no, I wouldn't do, I wouldn't do

Just to get up next to you

Mikey

He was making pizza while thinking about you, headphones in. It was kind of background music, to be honest.

As he slathered on the tomato sauce and dumped cheese on it, he thought about your ass (I know, shocking for Mikey right? XD). It was small, and Mikey thought that made it even more sexier on you. You had, essentially, a bubble butt. Yesterday, you had been wearing spandex, and a long shirt, but you had pulled it up to wipe off your sweat. You had very nearly caught Mikey drooling.

Let him eat it with his grills/He keep telling me to chill

He keep telling me it's real, that he love my sex appeal/He said he don't like 'em boney, he want something he can grab

So I pulled up in the Jag, and I hit 'em with the jab like...

Dun-d-d-dun-dun-d-d-dun-dun

My Anaconda don't...

My Anaconda don't...

My Anaconda don't want none unless you got buns hun

Oh my gosh, look at her butt

Oh my gosh, look at her butt

Oh my gosh, look at her butt

Look at her butt (look at her butt)