Talk Like Sex Lyrics
| Song | Talk Like Sex |
| Artist | Kool G Rap & DJ Polo |
| Album | Wanted: Dead or Alive |
| Download | 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. |
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