| If you’re into S & M, baby, you can hurt me
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| If you like going down, do me like a Slurpee
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| Do you like it dirty? |
| Baby, come and serve me
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| Do you like it dirty?!
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| Some like it dirty and some like it clean
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| Don’t throw me no soap
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| Cause it would just defeat me
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| Some like it dirty like this beat, see
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| Rapping off-kilter
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| Sometimes I hit the cigarette without no filter
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| I like it when it’s lag-time
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| Let-my-pants-sag time
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| Let go and let my drawers show
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| And let them get so low
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| That I can let my funk fling out
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| I’m talking about when the nuns get naughty
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| When father hits the forty
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| (Shhh, now let’s not get too sporty, son)
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| When the collard green juice gets the bread wet
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| When you’re up so close that you can smell the sweat
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| Off a black, funky Tennessee butt
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| Like a bite into a salty Tampa Bay boiled peanut
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| (I hit a jet black ass in the back seat of a Nova)
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| Oh yeah? |
| Well a hoe five-oh pulled me over
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| I swear, doing about a buck thirty
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| Instead of jail she took home and got flirty
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| The deal was a $ 1000 fine and a ticket:
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| «Or you can stick it.»
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| «You're pretty but I haven’t had a shower today»
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| She said «Come here, it’s better that way
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| Tie me up and do anything you want
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| But don’t hurt me»
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| So I.
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| A lot of people like rice better when it’s brown
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| Like having sex on the ground
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| Instead of in a bed, instead of receiving head
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| A lot of people like going down
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| I side-stepped the line for a fresh cut
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| And instead, I keep my nappy curls in my head
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| I like to hear brothers spit game using dirty words
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| I like things colourfully stated
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| Everyday speech sounds dated
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| I like the freaks in the jeans
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| When the booty part’s faded
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| Like my homegirl Rita
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| I used to chill on her sofa with my feet up
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| By the heater with my toes getting toasted
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| One day she came naked out the kitchen
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| With a bag full of groceries
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| She said «Like a blunt I want to toake you
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| And with this bottle of wine I’m going to soak you
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| May I Cherry-Banana Float you?»
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| I said «Is this a joke, boo?»
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| She said «I love you, my baby
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| And I wouldn’t do nothing that would hurt you»
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| She took my clothes off
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| Started pulling food out the bag
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| And said «Yo, I’m 'bout to work you»
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| Yeah, I let her get the best of me
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| She was sitting next to me
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| Then baby started sexing me
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| Poked me with the peanut butter
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| Rubbed me with the jelly
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| She spread cottage cheese on my belly!
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| I said «Woah, baby, what you got in mind?»
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| She said «Relax»
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| Popped the top on a bottle of wine
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| Then she poured the wine down my back
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| It prickled and tickled when it reached my crack
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| I said «Oooh, I feel real freaky, my butt’s real squeaky!»
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| She said «Cool» and then proceeded to eat me
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| Ate me up till my body was squeaky clean
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| Must have been a sex fiend
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| Like the freaks in the magazines
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| Poked out her lips, made her mouth like a funnel
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| Spun a brother round, went down on the tunnel
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| I said «Oh! |
| There she goes»
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| She got live and let the tongue slide
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| On the black hole
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| And, yo, this was it
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| Baby was on some freshfruitfreakyfoodshit!
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| Honey on the side, jelly on the head
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| Peanut butter on the bedspread
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| Baby said «Do you like it dirty?!»
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| Do you like it dirty? |
| Hoe, you don’t deserve me
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| Do you like it dirty? |
| I fucked a hoe in Berkeley |