歌曲 | Talk Like Sex |
歌手 | Kool G Rap & DJ Polo |
专辑 | Wanted: Dead or Alive |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Wilson | |
"can't ya diggit, honey?" | |
"rated xxx" | |
For the ladies, one hundred and ninety-five pounds of beef, | |
Chinky eyes, curly hair and gold teeth, | |
Swingin' with this here stud, you need practice, | |
I'm leaving floods of blood on your mattress, | |
I'll leave you holdin' your swollen backside and rollin', | |
Fillin' all three holes just like bowlin', | |
Don't ask me what the price is, | |
But it's more than your battery-operated devices, | |
And i come fully equipped, | |
With a temperature adjustment to heat up the tip, | |
For demonstrations, watch me slam her, | |
You'll notice the sound of steady poundin', | |
Like a jackhammer once on it, ya can't cop out, | |
I'm poundin' ya down until your eyeballs pop out, | |
I'm not your ordinary player, | |
Because you'll leave in a wheelchair, dear, after i lay ya, | |
Get a grip on your headboard and hold on to it, | |
Or get sent right through it, | |
Bite your nipples when i lick 'em, | |
Not gentle when i stick 'em, huh, | |
I'll leave 'em lookin' like a rape victim, | |
Any girl who steps to it, | |
Ends up gettin' their stomach pumped like rod stewart, | |
I do a damn good job, | |
That's why - | |
Chicks are on my dick like a human shish kebab | |
Only nineteen and over permitted, | |
No matter how much young girls wanna be with it, | |
You ain't ready for the bed, | |
You still got a pussy like isaac hayes' head, | |
Come back in five years, | |
When ya grow some hairs and when ya started drinkin' beers, | |
I'm hittin' hookaz by the dozen, | |
Makin' ya wetter 'cause i fuck better than your husband, | |
Givin' ya girl back spasms, | |
Cause g rap has 'em orgasm after orgasm, | |
Change the sheets? ya must be kiddin', | |
Ya gotta change the whole box spring, | |
I ain't bullshittin', you get hit with hysteria, | |
Cause i'ma bury a big one inside your private area, | |
All hell is in your tush, | |
When kool g. rap push pushes inside this bush, | |
Anotha homegirl flinches, | |
But i got inches for all you lil' wenches, | |
The letter g is better when it comes to the letter x, | |
An' i'ma talk like sex | |
Rated xxx | |
"can't ya diggit, honey?" | |
"rated xxx" | |
Some say that i'm nasty plus, | |
Hookaz are mad because they can't outlast me, | |
Girl, you ain't too small, | |
Cause i turn your crystal to one size fits all, | |
So if you're still confused when i'm screwin', | |
Let me explain to you exactly what i'm doin', | |
Exploring your body like a biologist, | |
Inventin' new ways just like a scientist, | |
Taggin' my name on your buns just like a printist, | |
While i'm hurtin' your ass just like a dentist, | |
You're so wild i feel like i'm a zoologist, | |
Stretchin' your shit more than a gynecologist, | |
I'm gonna twist your ass to death, miss, | |
And when you piss, you'll see more stars than an astrologist, | |
G rap is hot blooded, freakin' horny, | |
Far from corny, come and jump on me, | |
I'm not small and all, i won't break down a stall, | |
I drive the ass up the wall, | |
Nuts and everything are well in shape, | |
The only thing missin' on my dick is a cape, | |
Let's get togetha, honey, ya never know what's next, | |
And i'ma talk like sex, | |
Rated xxx | |
"can't ya diggit, honey?" | |
"rated xxx" | |
Big girls try to squash me, | |
But i think with my dick, honey, so come and brainwash me, | |
Hit the sack cause i ain't jokin', | |
Cause when i start pumpin' shit up, i leave it smokin', | |
So ya betta hold on tight all right, | |
Cause my dick is a brown stick of dynamite, | |
A stick, a trick, and it kills her, | |
I'm probably related to long dong silver, | |
But it gets gooder and gooder, | |
Every time i grab a hooka and i put her on my frankfurter, | |
Kiss your breasts to your navel and then i skip, | |
Cause the only thing i'm lickin' is your ass with a whip, | |
And it's a real freaky scene, | |
I'm hittin' girls with their heads in a guillotine, | |
Why certainly i'm squirtin', | |
Bust your nut and get up and wipe my dick on your curtain, | |
Pushin' your head to the pillow, | |
And givin' more pleasure than a double-headed dildo, | |
A big ass gives me a hard-on, | |
But i fuck bitches with titties like dolly parton, | |
Time or place doesn't matter to me, sweety, | |
I'll fuck you on the "a" train while i write graffiti, | |
In a restaurant, takin' you straight to heaven, | |
In a cab or the back of 7-11, | |
Whether you're white and the music you like is rock, | |
You can come and get some hip-hop cock, | |
Consider this dick on your clitoris, | |
But never try to flex, cause i'ma talk like sex. |
zuo ci : Wilson | |
" can' t ya diggit, honey?" | |
" rated xxx" | |
For the ladies, one hundred and ninetyfive pounds of beef, | |
Chinky eyes, curly hair and gold teeth, | |
Swingin' with this here stud, you need practice, | |
I' m leaving floods of blood on your mattress, | |
I' ll leave you holdin' your swollen backside and rollin', | |
Fillin' all three holes just like bowlin', | |
Don' t ask me what the price is, | |
But it' s more than your batteryoperated devices, | |
And i come fully equipped, | |
With a temperature adjustment to heat up the tip, | |
For demonstrations, watch me slam her, | |
You' ll notice the sound of steady poundin', | |
Like a jackhammer once on it, ya can' t cop out, | |
I' m poundin' ya down until your eyeballs pop out, | |
I' m not your ordinary player, | |
Because you' ll leave in a wheelchair, dear, after i lay ya, | |
Get a grip on your headboard and hold on to it, | |
Or get sent right through it, | |
Bite your nipples when i lick ' em, | |
Not gentle when i stick ' em, huh, | |
I' ll leave ' em lookin' like a rape victim, | |
Any girl who steps to it, | |
Ends up gettin' their stomach pumped like rod stewart, | |
I do a damn good job, | |
That' s why | |
Chicks are on my dick like a human shish kebab | |
Only nineteen and over permitted, | |
No matter how much young girls wanna be with it, | |
You ain' t ready for the bed, | |
You still got a pussy like isaac hayes' head, | |
Come back in five years, | |
When ya grow some hairs and when ya started drinkin' beers, | |
I' m hittin' hookaz by the dozen, | |
Makin' ya wetter ' cause i fuck better than your husband, | |
Givin' ya girl back spasms, | |
Cause g rap has ' em orgasm after orgasm, | |
Change the sheets? ya must be kiddin', | |
Ya gotta change the whole box spring, | |
I ain' t bullshittin', you get hit with hysteria, | |
Cause i' ma bury a big one inside your private area, | |
All hell is in your tush, | |
When kool g. rap push pushes inside this bush, | |
Anotha homegirl flinches, | |
But i got inches for all you lil' wenches, | |
The letter g is better when it comes to the letter x, | |
An' i' ma talk like sex | |
Rated xxx | |
" can' t ya diggit, honey?" | |
" rated xxx" | |
Some say that i' m nasty plus, | |
Hookaz are mad because they can' t outlast me, | |
Girl, you ain' t too small, | |
Cause i turn your crystal to one size fits all, | |
So if you' re still confused when i' m screwin', | |
Let me explain to you exactly what i' m doin', | |
Exploring your body like a biologist, | |
Inventin' new ways just like a scientist, | |
Taggin' my name on your buns just like a printist, | |
While i' m hurtin' your ass just like a dentist, | |
You' re so wild i feel like i' m a zoologist, | |
Stretchin' your shit more than a gynecologist, | |
I' m gonna twist your ass to death, miss, | |
And when you piss, you' ll see more stars than an astrologist, | |
G rap is hot blooded, freakin' horny, | |
Far from corny, come and jump on me, | |
I' m not small and all, i won' t break down a stall, | |
I drive the ass up the wall, | |
Nuts and everything are well in shape, | |
The only thing missin' on my dick is a cape, | |
Let' s get togetha, honey, ya never know what' s next, | |
And i' ma talk like sex, | |
Rated xxx | |
" can' t ya diggit, honey?" | |
" rated xxx" | |
Big girls try to squash me, | |
But i think with my dick, honey, so come and brainwash me, | |
Hit the sack cause i ain' t jokin', | |
Cause when i start pumpin' shit up, i leave it smokin', | |
So ya betta hold on tight all right, | |
Cause my dick is a brown stick of dynamite, | |
A stick, a trick, and it kills her, | |
I' m probably related to long dong silver, | |
But it gets gooder and gooder, | |
Every time i grab a hooka and i put her on my frankfurter, | |
Kiss your breasts to your navel and then i skip, | |
Cause the only thing i' m lickin' is your ass with a whip, | |
And it' s a real freaky scene, | |
I' m hittin' girls with their heads in a guillotine, | |
Why certainly i' m squirtin', | |
Bust your nut and get up and wipe my dick on your curtain, | |
Pushin' your head to the pillow, | |
And givin' more pleasure than a doubleheaded dildo, | |
A big ass gives me a hardon, | |
But i fuck bitches with titties like dolly parton, | |
Time or place doesn' t matter to me, sweety, | |
I' ll fuck you on the " a" train while i write graffiti, | |
In a restaurant, takin' you straight to heaven, | |
In a cab or the back of 711, | |
Whether you' re white and the music you like is rock, | |
You can come and get some hiphop cock, | |
Consider this dick on your clitoris, | |
But never try to flex, cause i' ma talk like sex. |
zuò cí : Wilson | |
" can' t ya diggit, honey?" | |
" rated xxx" | |
For the ladies, one hundred and ninetyfive pounds of beef, | |
Chinky eyes, curly hair and gold teeth, | |
Swingin' with this here stud, you need practice, | |
I' m leaving floods of blood on your mattress, | |
I' ll leave you holdin' your swollen backside and rollin', | |
Fillin' all three holes just like bowlin', | |
Don' t ask me what the price is, | |
But it' s more than your batteryoperated devices, | |
And i come fully equipped, | |
With a temperature adjustment to heat up the tip, | |
For demonstrations, watch me slam her, | |
You' ll notice the sound of steady poundin', | |
Like a jackhammer once on it, ya can' t cop out, | |
I' m poundin' ya down until your eyeballs pop out, | |
I' m not your ordinary player, | |
Because you' ll leave in a wheelchair, dear, after i lay ya, | |
Get a grip on your headboard and hold on to it, | |
Or get sent right through it, | |
Bite your nipples when i lick ' em, | |
Not gentle when i stick ' em, huh, | |
I' ll leave ' em lookin' like a rape victim, | |
Any girl who steps to it, | |
Ends up gettin' their stomach pumped like rod stewart, | |
I do a damn good job, | |
That' s why | |
Chicks are on my dick like a human shish kebab | |
Only nineteen and over permitted, | |
No matter how much young girls wanna be with it, | |
You ain' t ready for the bed, | |
You still got a pussy like isaac hayes' head, | |
Come back in five years, | |
When ya grow some hairs and when ya started drinkin' beers, | |
I' m hittin' hookaz by the dozen, | |
Makin' ya wetter ' cause i fuck better than your husband, | |
Givin' ya girl back spasms, | |
Cause g rap has ' em orgasm after orgasm, | |
Change the sheets? ya must be kiddin', | |
Ya gotta change the whole box spring, | |
I ain' t bullshittin', you get hit with hysteria, | |
Cause i' ma bury a big one inside your private area, | |
All hell is in your tush, | |
When kool g. rap push pushes inside this bush, | |
Anotha homegirl flinches, | |
But i got inches for all you lil' wenches, | |
The letter g is better when it comes to the letter x, | |
An' i' ma talk like sex | |
Rated xxx | |
" can' t ya diggit, honey?" | |
" rated xxx" | |
Some say that i' m nasty plus, | |
Hookaz are mad because they can' t outlast me, | |
Girl, you ain' t too small, | |
Cause i turn your crystal to one size fits all, | |
So if you' re still confused when i' m screwin', | |
Let me explain to you exactly what i' m doin', | |
Exploring your body like a biologist, | |
Inventin' new ways just like a scientist, | |
Taggin' my name on your buns just like a printist, | |
While i' m hurtin' your ass just like a dentist, | |
You' re so wild i feel like i' m a zoologist, | |
Stretchin' your shit more than a gynecologist, | |
I' m gonna twist your ass to death, miss, | |
And when you piss, you' ll see more stars than an astrologist, | |
G rap is hot blooded, freakin' horny, | |
Far from corny, come and jump on me, | |
I' m not small and all, i won' t break down a stall, | |
I drive the ass up the wall, | |
Nuts and everything are well in shape, | |
The only thing missin' on my dick is a cape, | |
Let' s get togetha, honey, ya never know what' s next, | |
And i' ma talk like sex, | |
Rated xxx | |
" can' t ya diggit, honey?" | |
" rated xxx" | |
Big girls try to squash me, | |
But i think with my dick, honey, so come and brainwash me, | |
Hit the sack cause i ain' t jokin', | |
Cause when i start pumpin' shit up, i leave it smokin', | |
So ya betta hold on tight all right, | |
Cause my dick is a brown stick of dynamite, | |
A stick, a trick, and it kills her, | |
I' m probably related to long dong silver, | |
But it gets gooder and gooder, | |
Every time i grab a hooka and i put her on my frankfurter, | |
Kiss your breasts to your navel and then i skip, | |
Cause the only thing i' m lickin' is your ass with a whip, | |
And it' s a real freaky scene, | |
I' m hittin' girls with their heads in a guillotine, | |
Why certainly i' m squirtin', | |
Bust your nut and get up and wipe my dick on your curtain, | |
Pushin' your head to the pillow, | |
And givin' more pleasure than a doubleheaded dildo, | |
A big ass gives me a hardon, | |
But i fuck bitches with titties like dolly parton, | |
Time or place doesn' t matter to me, sweety, | |
I' ll fuck you on the " a" train while i write graffiti, | |
In a restaurant, takin' you straight to heaven, | |
In a cab or the back of 711, | |
Whether you' re white and the music you like is rock, | |
You can come and get some hiphop cock, | |
Consider this dick on your clitoris, | |
But never try to flex, cause i' ma talk like sex. |