If I Was Fuckin' You (Explicit)

If I Was ****in' You (Explicit) - Ice Cube (冰塊酷八)/Mr. Short Khop/K-Mac

Yeah that's cool

Er everything closed so we just

We might as well just go straight to the hotel

And just get some rest

Let me slide this dick up on in ya

If I was f**king you right about now

You'd have a dick stuck in you (yeah)

Have to go brag to your f**king crew

On how this rap ni**a dick you down

Kendo passed them guts and didn't have to kick you down

Who this b**ch ni**a wit' you now

Do we know about your x-files

And your sex styles

And all the niggas that you think about f**king

And all the sh*t you know you really wanna do when we buzz it

If I was f**king you sh*t it'd be like drama (yeah)

And you might get tripped on by my baby mama (hey mac)

So do what I tell you and everything'll be alright

You're cute as f**k plus that a** is tight (hype)

Get the f**k on 'fore these niggas start to fight

I can see it in your eyes you wanna f**k tonight

Give Herden everything she got a fool in love (fool)

Gave it up to me and gangsta after the club

If I was f**king you I'd be pakin the piss

The horny weight dick gettin' laid is for chips

B**ch I'm tryina' make grits

Him in with the trojan pack 'o six

Hin the gin and juice the mix

No time to pause gots to drop draws

Prep through a half spankin' breakin' down walls

With tactics ni**a used two proper lactics (double-up)

Hit the twat chopper style

Bang it up back (echo)

If I was f**king you (echo)

If I was f**king you you'd be like f**k everybody

Kill this p**sy yours

Washin' dishes rubbin' floors

Doin' chores for a ni**a

Open doors for a ni**a

Ridin' shotgun holdin' forty-fours for a ni**a

At the motelly got you on your belly

In come morcelli

Niggas calling k-mac b**ches calling kelly

Do it like arthur fonzarelli hit the lights

So we can try to reform these potential dites

If I was f**king you you'd be spendin' all your dough (yeah)

Buying ni**a sh*t that you don't even know (mm)

Credit card maxed out

Bank account tapped out

Writin' bad cheques (ha ha ha)

When I call you break your neck

You do whatever please me runnin' burs while I take it easy

Will as you do whatever live your life just to please me

These buster-a** niggas make the sh*t so easy

(he was f**king me ) for sheazly

If I was f**king you I'd let the homies f**k too

Run up in the guts bust nuts and we're through

Hey you feenin'

Cooch screamin' heatin' cleanin'

Tag-teamin' suckin' semen

Keep it low put it in your grill cos you love me

With video footage of you giving ni**a scully (got you)

Hold it till you've chocked off the bitched and got got

And roll one to smoke grab my sh*t and shake my spot

If I was fukin' you

If I was fukin' you

Yeah that's cool

Er everything closed so we just We might as well just go straight to the hotel

And just get some rest

Let me slide this dick up on in ya

Nineteen inches of complicated funk

Ango urgin' probably be vomiting dick for a week though

Hm be careful what you wish for