DJ Quik - Sexuality lyrics

Ah, this song is for all
Them bitches out there
That think a nigga really supposed to
Pay they way through life
You know, like that "Scrub" shit
It's also dedicated to that chicken head
Bitch that wrote the lyrics

As we proceed, to give you what you need
Gettin down to my beats, as we bring the heat

Make it bounce, bounce, drop it, pop it
On the side
Make it bounce, bounce, grab it, slap it
On the side

This is dedicated to a bad hoe
From you don't recognize? I'ma let chu know
Always DJ Q-U-IK
You in my room now, do what I say
Get your ass up out of that chair


Peel them clothes off layer by layer
Article by Article, till I say no
Leavin you over exposed like the (whooo?)
There is sex in the champagne room
Me and my homies gonna run a damn train soon
Foursome goin down, Oh my gosh
Y'all get posh I'll just watch
Talk about the hoes
Well I didn't wanna do it
But now I gotta put y'all back into it
Your nothin' meaningful (No)
What you screamin' fo? (hm?)
Really as if you didn't know

The Sexuality is
(You know the trouble I get you in)
The reason you got the kids
(They got a whole lotta jokers too)
There's somethin' else that you do
(You know
When you put that little twist on it)
That make the niggas wanna fuck you

You say you need a side job
Make an extra knot (Money)
Clubbin at the jet strip horny niggas stop
(Funny) pop'n'stop'n'drop it like it's hot
Get burned then you gotta go
In and get a shot
Lookin' for a husband and lickin on your tity
Fuckin' each and every other
Nigga in the city
How the hell you think your
Boyfriend gon take it
You hear a fast song, Get up and get naked
Selling you a nice drink while you eat it up
Negotiate with you for a minute
Then beat it up
Underground laws the rules still apply
Mackin' is an art reserved for the fly
She don't know why you tryin' to harm her
(Dumb) lookin' for a dick in shinin' armor
Yellin, save me! save me! with
A dick on your breath
Bitch either get dropped or get left

The Sexuality is (You know the way you
Keep grinding on niggas)
The reason you got the kids
(And you bound to have a couple of 'em)
There's somethin' else that you do
(You know when you pop that thang)
That make the niggas wanna fuck you
(And the girls do to)

Oh with out a doubt she lives to cum
I'ma be mad if she gives you some?
Dude you could have this trashy bitch
Put a down payment on her make me rich
Thank you for helping me to change my mind
You're not my equal hoe, fuck yo' kind
Can't get mad if the bus don't come
I'ma just bail cus I trust no one
Cause everything that come up out
Your mouth is a lie
You spend a lot of time with
Your stomach to the sky
Lookin for a nut wit a nut comin' out a nut
Gotta nutty broke nigga sprung
With her sorry butt
Bitch, you just been warn
Another Suga Free has just been born
And I bet you couldn't keep
Your pussy ol' shut
With a pair of grippliers bitch you tired

The Sexuality is
(You know when you take yourself out there)
The reason you got the kids
(And you bound to have a couple of 'em)
There's somethin' else that you do
(You know when you put it up for sale)
That make the niggas wanna fuck you
(Talk about buy one and get one free)
The Sexuality is
(You aint nuttin but a Goddamn ride)
The reason you got the kids
(And you look like you rent it often)
There's somethin' else that you do
(Oh your mama need her ass whooped)
That make the niggas wanna fuck you
(Don't sing it though, she's just as bad
Ol' tryflin' bitch)