I Like Dat

Welcome to the wonderful world of sex
Yeah I like that
I'm sayin though, like, right after the show's over
Tour bus is outside, (Yeah I like that)
Matter of fact, this club got a bathroom and a basement
Wherever, however, you know?

I would be delighted to fuck you
Outside, vocal booth, train, plane, automobile or even in the lunch room
Once the period in your private area dries
We could fuck on your kitchen counter like American Pie
We'll have to keep the sperm muzzled (uh huh)
I grab your head while you're giving it
Like I'm banging it against the turnbuckle
It's my boy's turn to to fuck you
It's 8 of them, and you got a mouth to help, so they could take turns in couples
One two, ayo, one two check it
Masta Ace, Punch&Words on the same record
Ladies in the place all I need is a second
A small conversation, before we both naked
And if you come back to the hotel, I won't go tell, I promise
I like to swing my bat like Frank Thomas
And if you let me get to third base when we alone
It's a good chance I'm probably try to steal home (Oh, sorry)

My game's tight when I'm twistin' these hoes I don't play
Fuck raw, I keep a hat on like Cool J
I take short strokes to make the sex last
Till they scream "Go deep" like they throwing a long pass
You get long dick no cash, pure game
When we fuck, your face wrinkle up like a Shar Pei
Everyday all day, sex, you love it
Are you the type of freak chick that like to fuck in public

Waterbeds, hot tubs (Yeah I like that)
Hot sex on the platter (Yeah I like that)
Slow tracks, candle wax (Yeah I like that)
Anywhere, don't matter (Yeah I like that)
Ayo, you like that? (You know I like that)
Ayo, you like that? (You know I like that)
Ayo, you like that? (You know I like that)
Wassup (Wassup)
Wassup (Wassup)

Now, those were the first couple of verses to warm up the show
Ayo, Ace, tell these women what you want them to know
Yo, I can fuck from the Morris Day, to the Gladys Knight
Have a threesome with me, my girl, and the baddest dyke
And not no Ellen DeGeneres, man-ish type
I'm talking about a Jennifer Lopez Spanish type
Don't be afraid of the sexcapade
Black cats that get fucked, white cats that get laid
You better eat your Wheaties and just rest up
Just in case somebody call you and say "let's fuck"

I take them bummy or dressed up, sober or X'ed up
Leave chicks fatigued, they got to rest up
Its messed up, I fuck 'til I'm burnt out
Forget the hair salon, I'ma sweat your perm out
I'm the type to book a hotel room with 5 dykes
And get pussy like every day's my prom night
Punch always rolls with a proper squad
And my hoes stop traffic like crossing guards

You a stranger, so don't expect sex for fertility
But I'll fuck you and help you collect disability
18 and over, bend your knees to your shoulders
And hurt your bladder, and make it hard for you to pee when you older
On your knees folded, don't need Trojans
Deep throat until my scrotum's not showin' and your teeth's broken
It don't matter, silicon or real breast
You ain't good with fellatio, watch HBO's Real Sex

Handcuffs, tied up (Yeah I like that)
Hotel, Motel (Yeah I like that)
Blindfold, camcorder (Yeah I like that)
Between us, won't tell (Yeah I like that)
Ayo, you like that? (You know I like that)
Ayo, you like that? (You know I like that)
Ayo, you like that? (You know I like that)
Wassup (Wassup)
Wassup (Wassup)



Credits
Writer(s): Bagley, W., Clear, D., Johnson, V., Khadijah, Kim, Selma Carver, Truell, R., Val, A.
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