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"Coochie....mmmm, cooch. Okay!!" |
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[Intro Sample Loop] [x4] |
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"Young ladies if ya ready say, yeahhh (yeahhh!) ya don't stop |
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Fly guys if ya ready say, hooooo! (hooooo!) ya don't stop" |
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[Talking Intro Sample] |
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"Ah, well let's..let's do it, let's do it. |
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Hit the bomb, man. |
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Rare form tonight...RARE FORM TONIGHT!" |
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[Talk Intro] |
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Yeeeahhh, it's goin' down y'all |
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Fuckmaster Sex |
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Hide your bitch |
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It's the new age Wilt Chamberlain |
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Ain't playin' games, my friend... |
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[Verse Intro Sample] |
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("Ayo tell 'em what your name is..") |
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[Verse One] |
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Celph Titled, also known as Fuckmaster Sex, I |
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Do a slut in my car seat, show her my sex drive |
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Didn't soak the carpet, but she had a wet rug |
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Pulled out on those almond-colored breasts and left a chestnut |
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Better believe she gave me dome |
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Cause if not she was gettin' (thrown) on the side of the road like a safety (cone) |
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No wide body Benz, I need a wide body bitch |
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With an ass so large it take up the space of a 3 car garage |
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Had a second coming when I busted a nut twice |
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With a Mariah Carey look-a-like but with hair like Scary Spice |
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She was the type that as soon as she say hi |
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She's takin' off her clothes and askin' ("Baby, where's the KY?") |
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Huh, got a marriage that she's not holy embraced in |
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Cause on her body there ain't a single hole that's sacred |
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(Oh yeah I taped it) so I can see all of it |
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Then it's goin' straight to DVD like a new Steven Segal flick |
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[Singing Chorus] [x3] |
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La, la-la-la, la-la, la-la |
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[Vocal Scratch] |
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"60 minutes of fuckin', call me Fuckmaster Sex, bitch" |
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[Verse Two] |
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Got a groupie on my jock and she want me to bang it raw |
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The tramp is a skank and whore, she'll give you a canker sore |
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She give up ass often |
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And it wasn't a MySpace timestamp, that she had the last log-in |
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Not an assumption and it ain't complicated man |
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Cause she gon' blow either way like an oscillating fan |
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I'm like James Bond in a tricked out Viper |
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And you're just Pierce Brosnan in Mrs. Doubtfire |
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Yeahhh, I am Fuckmaster Sex, no split personalities here |
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I'll go from pimpin' to being weird like Outkast's career |
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Bitch I stick the fork in it and won't spoon later |
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They will find the stains on Room Raiders |
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I'm in the kitchen with a Ruben Studdard ruben cutter |
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Abuse ya mother, won't use a rubber |
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The damn bitch like a sandwich, all stuffed and greasy |
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Bust a nut in the hoagie and create a new sub-species |
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[Singing Chorus] [x3] |
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La, la-la-la, la-la, la-la |
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[Vocal Scratch] |
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"60 minutes of fuckin', call me Fuckmaster Sex, bitch" |
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[Talking Outro Sample] |
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"I'm in the 90's strong! I'm not in the 90's on some MTV videos or some VH1 nonsense! |
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I did not come up here to play Hammer and Young MC! |
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< It's not what it is... That's not what represents the 90's to me, okay?!" |
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"Nobody should have their daughter around you, fam. |
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You are ridiculous, you need help and you should seek help. |
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And people embracin' this dude needs to think about it and think what he's doin'... |
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And I blame myself and everybody else for not speakin' up and givin' their opinion on |
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what we think he is and what you ARE." |
