Sex Crymee Lyrics & Tabs by DJ Quik
Sex Crymee
guitar chords lyrics
They got an ATM in the strip club
And when it's all trick money every crisp dub
Switch your mouth put a dollar on a bottled water
And then I'll blame on a fight with a man's daughter
When you see us comin' in, pat us down playa
'Cus we ain't goin' for that muthafuckin' shit 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'm a be a proper groom
Mike Bezy getting sculled in the upper room
Top Dog taught me this is how to go
If I ain't 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 ain't doin' the worst, we be doin' the best
Whether a barberry coast or a batch stars
Or at first kings, we in a hundred thousand dollar cars
We ain't doin' the worst, we be doin' the best
Now what's up with the manache sex
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 sex 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 sex crymee, now what you talkin 'bout?
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're in love with the ass
Top Dog, Playa Hamm bought her out
Show these L.A. niggas 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 ain't a thang with a
She got game, I love you like stranger, sex 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 shit
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 sex crymee, so if you wanna a true
Baby 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 sex crymee, now what you talkin 'bout?
You actin' like you ain't tired
You make me wanna just stay up all night doin' this shit
You actin' like
We ain't both gotta be somewhere in the morning
When you first put it in that's the, that's the best part
Doin' it without a rubber like if that's smart
Balls 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 pussy 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 cock
'Cus a G ain't shit without a bitch 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 niggas scrappin' in the streets
I'm smackin' in the sheets
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 sex 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 sex crymee, now what you talkin' 'bout?
