Ice Cube - If I Was *****ing You Lyrics
[intro][big worm talking]Yeah thats coolEr, everything closed so we justWe might as well just go straight to the hotelAnd just get some restLet me slide this dick up on in ya[verse 1][ice cube]If I was *****ing you right about nowYoud have a dick stuck in you (yeah)Have to go brag to your *****ing crewOn how this rap nigga dick you downKendo passed them guts and didnt have to kick you downWho this ***** nigga wit you now?Do we know about your x-files?And your sex styles?And all the niggaz that you think about *****ingAnd all the shit you know you really wanna do when we buzz it (hahaha)[k-mac]If I was *****ing you, shit, itd be like drama (yeah)And you might get tripped on by my baby mama (hey mac)So do what I tell you and everythingll be alrightYoure cute as *****, plus that ass is tight (hype)Get the ***** on fore these niggaz start to fightI can see it in your eyes, you wanna ***** tonightGive 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, Id be pakin the pissThe horny weight dick gettin laid is for chips***** Im tryina make gritsHim in with the trojan pack o sixHin the gin and juice the mixNo time to pause, gots to drop drawsPrep through a half spankin, breakin down wallsWith tactics, nigga used two proper lactics (double-up)Hit the twat chopper styleBang 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, youd be like ***** everybodyKill, this ***** yoursWashin dishes, rubbin floorsDoin chores for a niggaOpen doors for a niggaRidin shotgun, holdin forty-fours for a niggaAt the motelly, got you on your bellyIn come morcelliNiggaz calling k-mac, *****es calling kellyDo it like arthur fonzarelli, hit the lightsSo we can try to reform these potential dites[k-mac]If I was *****ing you, youd be spendin all your dough (yeah)Buying nigga shit, that you dont even know (mm)Credit card maxed outBank account tapped outWritin bad cheques (hahaha)When I call you break your neckYou do whatever please me, runnin burs while I take it easyWill as you do whatever, live your life just to please meThese buster-ass niggaz make the shit so easy(he was *****ing me? ) for sheazly[mr short khop]If I was *****ing you, Id let the homies ***** tooRun up in the guts bust nuts and were throughHey you feeninCooch screamin, heatin cleaninTag-teamin, suckin semen (echo)Keep it low, put it in your grill cos you love meWith video footage of you giving nigga scully (got you)Hold it till youve chocked off the *****ed and got gotAnd roll one to smoke, grab my shit and shake my spot(chorus)(intro)[big worm talking]Nineteen inches of complicated funk. hahahahaAngo urgin, probably be vomiting dick for a week thoughSuckin on semen, hahahahahahah...Hmmm... be careful what you wish for, you just might get it
