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Sex Crymee

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  • They got an
    A****** in the strip club
    And when it's all trick money every crisp dub
    Switch your mouth put a dolla on a bottled water
    I'll then blame on a fight with a man's daughter
    When you see us comin in, pat us down playa
    Cus we aint goin for that mutha****** ******t later
    Lookin for the hoes, all the best you got
    It's little
    Quik and I come to spend a knot
    In about a hour
    I'ma be a proper groom
    Mike Bezy getting sculled in the upper room
    Top Dog taught me this is how to go
    If I aint havin fun, what
    I'm livin fo?
    Whether a barberry coast or a batch stars
    Or at first kings, we in a hundred thousand dollar cars
    We aint doin the worst, we be doin the best
    Now what's up with the manaché *** [Chorus]
    Try me (Try me)
    Take me to your room and ride me (Ride me)
    And baby when you're through, you can hide me (Hide me)
    I wanna be your new
    *** Crymee
    So if you wanna a true
    Try me (Try me)
    Take me to your room and ride me (Ride me)
    And baby when you're through, you can hide me (Hide me)
    I wanna be your new
    *** Crymee
    Now what you talkin 'bout? [DJ Quik]
    We be all over the states, lookin for the greats
    Hoes with the reputations for having cakes
    Puerto Rican mami with the black in it
    Whole booty looking like a heart with a crack in it
    Cabrini green style, say it three times fast
    Before you do you in love with the ass
    Top Dog, Playa
    Hamm bought her out
    Show these
    L.A. ******s what we talkin about
    She wanna give you pain till you feel it
    Claimin that you came on the
    Peni and the cillin
    Get down on it like
    Creeton with your thang 3 or 4 tag team really aint a thang
    With a...She got game
    I love you like stranger, *** infinite
    I need you like a magma for a few minutes
    Pull your panties down some or at least to the side
    So I can Slip 'n
    Slide I like to lick you're paw prints
    I wanna show how raw that a jaw gets
    Bang down on ya kidney and it all hits
    That's it take it off do raw ******t [Chorus]
    Try me (Try me)
    Take me to your room and ride me (Ride me)
    And baby when you're through, you can hide me (Hide me)
    I wanna be your new
    *** Crymee
    So if you wanna a true
    Try me (Try me)
    Take me to your room and ride me (Ride me)
    And baby when you're through, you can hide me (Hide me)
    I wanna be your new
    *** Crymee
    Now what you talkin 'bout? [DJ Quik]
    You actin like you aint tired
    You make me wanna just stay up all night doin this ******t
    You actin like we aint both gotta be somewhere
    When you first put it in that's the...that's the best part
    Doin it without a rubber like if that's smart
    ***** in ya jaws, lovin the walls you crawl
    Pillow case bitin and
    I'm inviting you all
    Tell me, what's the best form of stress relief
    Some head in the bed or some
    Ecs to keep
    And I'm lookin for the broads that
    I saw in the mall
    They got my number told you
    I was about to call y'all
    I beat your ****** like you stole somethin
    Bringin you down slow humpin
    I'm losing my religion, just like
    Pac Lookin for a broad to get up in the ****
    Cus a G aint ******t without a ****** in his bed
    And money don't mean nothing if you're rich and ya dead
    So I'm slappin the cheeks
    And while you ******s scrappin in the streets
    I'm smackin in the sheets [Chorus]
    Try me (Try me)
    Take me to your room and ride me (Ride me)
    And baby when you're through, you can hide me (Hide me)
    I wanna be your new
    *** Crymee
    So if you wanna a true
    Try me (Try me)
    Take me to your room and ride me (Ride me)
    And baby when you're through, you can hide me (Hide me)
    I wanna be your new
    *** Crymee
    Now what you talkin 'bout?
  • They got an
    A****** in the strip club
    And when it's all trick money every crisp dub
    Switch your mouth put a dolla on a bottled water
    I'll then blame on a fight with a man's daughter
    When you see us comin in, pat us down playa
    Cus we aint goin for that mutha****** ******t later
    Lookin for the hoes, all the best you got
    It's little
    Quik and I come to spend a knot
    In about a hour
    I'ma be a proper groom
    Mike Bezy getting sculled in the upper room
    Top Dog taught me this is how to go
    If I aint havin fun, what
    I'm livin fo?
    Whether a barberry coast or a batch stars
    Or at first kings, we in a hundred thousand dollar cars
    We aint doin the worst, we be doin the best
    Now what's up with the manaché *** [Chorus]
    Try me (Try me)
    Take me to your room and ride me (Ride me)
    And baby when you're through, you can hide me (Hide me)
    I wanna be your new
    *** Crymee
    So if you wanna a true
    Try me (Try me)
    Take me to your room and ride me (Ride me)
    And baby when you're through, you can hide me (Hide me)
    I wanna be your new
    *** Crymee
    Now what you talkin 'bout? [DJ Quik]
    We be all over the states, lookin for the greats
    Hoes with the reputations for having cakes
    Puerto Rican mami with the black in it
    Whole booty looking like a heart with a crack in it
    Cabrini green style, say it three times fast
    Before you do you in love with the ass
    Top Dog, Playa
    Hamm bought her out
    Show these
    L.A. ******s what we talkin about
    She wanna give you pain till you feel it
    Claimin that you came on the
    Peni and the cillin
    Get down on it like
    Creeton with your thang 3 or 4 tag team really aint a thang
    With a...She got game
    I love you like stranger, *** infinite
    I need you like a magma for a few minutes
    Pull your panties down some or at least to the side
    So I can Slip 'n
    Slide I like to lick you're paw prints
    I wanna show how raw that a jaw gets
    Bang down on ya kidney and it all hits
    That's it take it off do raw ******t [Chorus]
    Try me (Try me)
    Take me to your room and ride me (Ride me)
    And baby when you're through, you can hide me (Hide me)
    I wanna be your new
    *** Crymee
    So if you wanna a true
    Try me (Try me)
    Take me to your room and ride me (Ride me)
    And baby when you're through, you can hide me (Hide me)
    I wanna be your new
    *** Crymee
    Now what you talkin 'bout? [DJ Quik]
    You actin like you aint tired
    You make me wanna just stay up all night doin this ******t
    You actin like we aint both gotta be somewhere
    When you first put it in that's the...that's the best part
    Doin it without a rubber like if that's smart
    ***** in ya jaws, lovin the walls you crawl
    Pillow case bitin and
    I'm inviting you all
    Tell me, what's the best form of stress relief
    Some head in the bed or some
    Ecs to keep
    And I'm lookin for the broads that
    I saw in the mall
    They got my number told you
    I was about to call y'all
    I beat your ****** like you stole somethin
    Bringin you down slow humpin
    I'm losing my religion, just like
    Pac Lookin for a broad to get up in the ****
    Cus a G aint ******t without a ****** in his bed
    And money don't mean nothing if you're rich and ya dead
    So I'm slappin the cheeks
    And while you ******s scrappin in the streets
    I'm smackin in the sheets [Chorus]
    Try me (Try me)
    Take me to your room and ride me (Ride me)
    And baby when you're through, you can hide me (Hide me)
    I wanna be your new
    *** Crymee
    So if you wanna a true
    Try me (Try me)
    Take me to your room and ride me (Ride me)
    And baby when you're through, you can hide me (Hide me)
    I wanna be your new
    *** Crymee
    Now what you talkin 'bout?