DJ Quik - Sex Crymee lyrics

[DJ Quik - Sex Crymee lyrics]

They got an ATM in the strip club
And when it's all trick money every crisp dub
Switch your mouth put a dolla
On a bottled water
I'll then blame on a fight
With a man's daughter
When you see us comin in, pat us down playa
Cus we aint goin for
That muthafuckin shit later
Lookin for the hoes, all the best you got
It's little Quik and I come to spend a knot
In about a hour I'ma be a proper groom
Mike Bezy getting sculled in the upper room
Top Dog taught me this is how to go
If I aint havin fun, what I'm livin fo?
Whether a barberry coast or a batch stars
Or at first kings
We in a hundred thousand dollar cars
We aint doin the worst, we be doin the best
Now what's up with the manaché sex

Try me (Try me)
Take me to your room and ride me (Ride me)
And baby when you're through, you can hide me
(Hide me) i wanna be your new Sex Crymee
So if you wanna a true try me (Try me)
Take me to your room and ride me (Ride me)
And baby when you're through, you can hide me
(Hide me) i wanna be your new Sex Crymee
Now what you talkin 'bout?

We be all over the states
Lookin for the greats
Hoes with the reputations for having cakes
Puerto Rican mami with the black in it
Whole booty looking like a heart
With a crack in it
Cabrini green style, say it three times fast
Before you do you in love with the ass
Top Dog, Playa Hamm bought her out
Show these LA niggas what we talkin about
She wanna give you pain till you feel it
Claimin that you came on the
Peni and the cillin
Get down on it like Creeton with your thang
3 or 4 tag team really aint a thang
With ashe got game
I love you like stranger, sex infinite
I need you like a magma for a few minutes
Pull your panties down some or
At least to the side so I can Slip 'n Slide
I like to lick you're paw prints
I wanna show how raw that a jaw gets
Bang down on ya kidney and it all hit's
That's it take it off do raw shit

Try me (Try me)
Take me to your room and ride me (Ride me)
And baby when you're through, you can hide me
(Hide me) i wanna be your new Sex Crymee
So if you wanna a true try me (Try me)
Take me to your room and ride me (Ride me)
And baby when you're through, you can hide me
(Hide me) i wanna be your new Sex Crymee
Now what you talkin 'bout?

You actin like you aint tired
You make me wanna just stay up
All night doin this shit
You actin like we aint
Both gotta be somewhere

When you first put it in
That's thethat's the best part
Doin it without a rubber like if that's smart
Balls in ya jaws, lovin the walls you crawl
Pillow case bitin and I'm inviting you all
Tell me
What's the best form of stress relief
Some head in the bed or some Ecs to keep
And I'm lookin for the broads that
I saw in the mall
They got my number told you I
Was about to call y'all
I beat your pussy like you stole somethin
Bringin you down slow humpin
I'm losing my religion, just like Pac
Lookin for a broad to get up in the cock
Cus a G aint shit without a bitch in his bed
And money don't mean nothing if
You're rich and ya dead
So I'm slappin the cheeks
And while you niggas scrappin in the streets
I'm smackin in the sheets

Try me (Try me)
Take me to your room and ride me (Ride me)
And baby when you're through, you can hide me
(Hide me) i wanna be your new Sex Crymee
So if you wanna a true try me (Try me)
Take me to your room and ride me (Ride me)
And baby when you're through, you can hide me
(Hide me) i wanna be your new Sex Crymee
Now what you talkin 'bout?

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