F**k That Mother F**king Bullshit-MC Lyte

Chorus (2x): (Big V) (MC Lyte) Kiss my motherf**king a** (Verse 1: Big V) People call me Strokes, a.k.a. you know the Iceman When it comes to sex, you know my motto yes I can, can Never will I front, pass it up or let it walk by And if I don't get that a**, well at least I did try I know the games p.m.s. must run through you. You set it up so no man will ever do you But when you need your weave done, honey read my lips You can beg all you want but you gets jack sh*t I don't play, I work hard for my money 5, 6, 7 days a week, sh*t ain't funny Now if sex is old fashioned and you're not selling out If you're giving it up, you better spit that gum out Chorus (2x) (Verse 2: MC Lyte) You wanna what? You must be bugging A minute and a half of having sex, that ain't loving You couldn't please me if you had his dick That meaning you heard means you were making me sick So don't front and lie like you were all that in bed When I rolled your fat a** over you were nervous and scared Mr. love man, you ain't sh*t You better get your homies to suck your own dick Chorus (2x) (Verse 3: Big V) When it comes to sex you get mo better 'Cause I was on your sh*t even when you had the jetta It's '93 now and all that sh*t done passed So stop frontin' miss 'cause I want that a** (Verse 3: MC Lyte) What you what you can't get so step off There's no room You want a zoom zoom? Not in this poom poom So let me tell you something Mr. Why-you-can't-quit Save what you can do 'cause that's some bullshit So go and tell your friends, you know, the ones you got gassed To take a cold shower 'cause you get no a** Chorus (2x)