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Kool Keith - Sex Style lyrics
Now the first drop of juice is there for her to see Honey that's when she backs off and just lick her teeth..." Chorus: (Sex style!) Niggas want it free They dogs drink my piss (Girls pay a fee) You want freestlye that's right the style is free Niggas suck my dick and they girls drink my pee I'm on some S&M shit you can't get with Pull your panties down on stage and watch you sweat quick Suckers back to pull their style's transsexual Lesbians dance with the funky heterosexual You on the mic, and when you rhyme I start to jerk off Let my dog lick you German Shepard want to bust off I tell your legs and swat em, MC's having anal sex Step around like a Tampax, and step up next I enter New York, no problem with my dick out California porno star, my ass you can lick out Saying "What?" with sperm dripping down your partner's butt I see MC's in my face with their ass up Let me put my cape on, my rubber and my mask up Not no horror-core shit, this is porno-core I'm in the club naked man, I'm the fucking pro Niggas can't wax no ass, girls should let them know Chorus x3 Back I wreck shit, so what nigga? I masturbate See your girls' cocked back, her legs tied like a figure eight I'm on stage getting sucked by Madonna Sticking piped in your ass until you stop the freesyle drama I pioneered this shit, you keep sucking dick Your girl's in the crowd, hawking me for a naked flick I got my silk underwear for the atmosphere Piss in your face and urinate all in your hair You name a group that's shit, I will pooper-scoop Fuck with this, miss, I will damage on the premesis Niggas step back with Dax grease, watch their ass twist I rhyme any nigga, golden showers up in Greek Alley Movie star bitches, MC's lining up in Cali Drinking vodka, Absolut, sipping Tanqueray Mc's jump off, I stung your rectum like a stingray Girls heinie-wipe, MC's say my style is hype Pussies relax, I'd rather fuck them with a cordless mic Could rob a horse, pull your panties off and pay the cost Chorus x2 "May they beat his bowels with a ten-pound hammer til his asshole whistles the Star-Spangled Banner." Now the nurse is here, Dr. Butcher to your anus I don't care who your are, and if you think you're famous You could be waxed, seventy-five fucking rap groups Bisexuals on stage eating fruit loops Sugar smacks, I got the rhythm for your ass cracks Bring your girl, she fantasize in my sex world Chorus x3 |
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