gotta have it! Animal sex with a twist like a rabbit! Hot sex every chance we get! what [Chorus:] Hot Sex all night, all night Hot Sex all night, all night Hot Sex
'll put a golf ball hole in your right cheek Start trippin over colors like Ice-T And you can watch your life slip away through an I.V [Verse 2 - Prodigy
hawkin, pumpin our's in they walkmans Often, sex women in the loft and show them hoes whose boss And pussy scorchin; flossin, like fight night in Vegas Ice
the vision get hot like the scruff of my neck One two mic check I'm the mystikal I'm the [?] of rap So don't gimme no vision 'Cos the vision get hot like
who I are I guzzle up at the bar But you see me in the car that start with the double R Range Rover, Rolls Royce even got a Rocky Rolly See more ice than
my portal rock flight! (yeah!) Block life! - Kingpin, respect the center block ice, God it must be somethin' good (yeah!) - could be seven hot dice!
where your mother been [V3F: TONEDEFF] Style's old like Donald Sutherland [V3G: SESSION] Your corny style needs buttering [V3H: PACKFM] I should've wrote for this, duhduhduhduhduhda (mumbled) [V
of fresh air!!" "Oooooh, got another hit!" [Fat Joe] Platinum chains, down to my dick I'm so sick, like flames, light up ya bitch Get it hot like '
bars with stars, Mamasita's large you can get that if you just sit back and think why's there sex tapes and coke in the sink? ropes filled with links, ice
My Ex, Sex With my ex, sex with my ex, sex sex with my ex. sex with my ex, sex with my ex, sex with my ex, sex sex with my ex, can't hold my breath drippin
Key wit a minor [Verse 2] I know she wit it, I betta brick I could hit it Black tie affair I gotta fresh pair of British Ice Berg shirts with Ice along
UNDEAS Lil' Ceasar, the bitch pleaser Uhh... uh, check it Verse One: Lil' Cease Yo I be buyin em V's, so all my girls be eyein Cease Comin backstage
could freeze the chain (now thats game) All you hoes is a show (your truck come with a chaffeur?) Ma fa'sho You know Ease the truth, they say sex is a
bit Get money son and invest that shit [Master P & (Slay Sean)] I love my life, rockin' Rollies with ice (Sippin' Cris, we gettin' ice, my block be hot
right in her dress When I took her home, skipped talk, right into sex Yep! I'm the truth, you the other man You think you're hot but I'll prove you're
say right (right) [Verse 4] [Mr. Cheeks] jigga what, yea keep it real, yea world wide stay fly yea yea right right queen bee l.v 2ooo fuckin 3 why not, we makin it hot
started chilling n Now we all appealing masses like sex and beamers Or like sensemilia. I just score and fit in Not just for dissmissin' knockin'pause i'v
