Ice Cube - If I Was *****in' You (feat. Mr. Short Khop & K-Mac) Lyrics
Intro] ['Big Worm' talking] 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 [Verse 1] [Ice Cube] If I was *****ing you right about now You'd have a dick stuck in you (yeah) Have to go brag to your *****ing crew On how this rap nigga dick you down Kendo passed them guts and didn't have to kick you down Who this ***** nigga wit' you now? Do we know about your X-files? And your sex styles? And all the niggaz that you think about *****ing And all the shit you know you really wanna do when we buzz it (hahaha) [K-Mac] If I was *****ing you, shit, 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 *****, plus that ass is tight (hype) Get the ***** on 'fore these niggaz start to fight I can see it in your eyes, you wanna ***** tonight Give Herden everything, she got a fool in love (fool) Gave it up to me and gangsta after the club [Mr Short Khop] If I was *****ing you, I'd be pakin the piss The horny weight dick gettin' laid is for chips ***** 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, nigga used two proper lactics (double-up) Hit the twat chopper style Bang it up back (echo) [Chorus] If I was *****ing you (echo) (overlapping) ooh, oo, yeah, a, ahh, uhh, uh, come on [Verse 2] [Ice Cube] If I was *****ing you, you'd be like ***** everybody Kill, this ***** yours Washin' dishes, rubbin' floors Doin' chores for a nigga Open doors for a nigga Ridin' shotgun, holdin' forty-fours for a nigga At the motelly, got you on your belly In come morcelli Niggaz calling K-Mac, *****es calling Kelly Do it like Arthur Fonzarelli, hit the lights So we can try to reform these potential dites [K-Mac] If I was *****ing you, you'd be spendin' all your dough (yeah) Buying nigga shit, that you don't even know (mm) Credit card maxed out Bank account tapped out Writin' bad cheques (hahaha) 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-ass niggaz make the shit so easy (He was *****ing me?) for sheazly [Mr Short Khop] If I was *****ing you, I'd let the homies ***** too Run up in the guts bust nuts and we're through Hey you feenin' cooch screamin', heatin' cleanin' Tag-teamin', suckin' semen (echo) Keep it low, put it in your grill cos you love me With video footage of you giving nigga scully (got you) Hold it till you've chocked off the *****ed and got got And roll one to smoke, grab my shit and shake my spot (Chorus) (Intro) ['Big Worm' talking] Nineteen inches of complicated funk. hahahaha Ango urgin', probably be vomiting dick for a week though Suckin' on semen, hahahahahahah... Hmmm... be careful what you wish for, you just might get it
