CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Time For Sex
(Sex...)
(X...)
(X...)
(Sex...)
(Sex...)
(X...)
(X...)
(Sex...)
I bust massive, my skill's to the mill
You wanna flex sometimes like Jack and Jill
I stand tall, the cape the color purple
Have you lookin' bugged with your pants like Urkel
Don't try to move on my spot, I'll burn your rectum
Your boys step up, yo the cops can't protect 'em
Yeah, I set flames to your pubic
Make you wanna doo doo and boogie and feel stupid
Terrific, I smoke and feel hieroglyphic
The snow, the sun, come on boy, be specific
Amazing, chasing fours and fives on you
I'm like a cyclop, wild with eyes on you
I come, stеp to MC's like Dave Roback [?]
Give 'еm another name and call 'em Ken Kobik
Whatever, go find a tissue that wipes for you
Here's my style kid, I'll stick it in snide for you
The kid rollin', the press on my p*n*s
I battle the Earth and tell your girl, "Have you seen this?"
Back up, see your brother with the helmet
The freak man, the kid like Sam [?]
Sex! It's the time for sex!
X! It's the time for sex!
Sex! It's the time for sex!
X! It's the time...
Max... Who with the panties want it anal?
I get deep in that hole, unclogged, Drano
Yes, the master man, funky, exotic
I pull MC's G-strings and get erotic
The final one, comin' through with the chapter
I got the hand, the palm gotta smack ya
Flowin' like this, flowin' like that
Movin' like this, movin' like that
The X brought a Trojan
Pro-pyl-astic, rappers feel plastic
I put it on, now tell me, do the mask fit?
You're Ronnie Phil, I stick like I'm Jimmy Zee [?]
With Jeannie Pepper, rappers scream like Ona Zee
I get deep in that butt and do construction
Change my underwear and wet up your production
I got more booties to pump than R. Kelly
Then leave it on your eyepiece, right on your belly
I'm not Jodie, singin' like I'm Motley [?]
I see you naked, you still couldn't spot me
I come straight up, Milwaukee like a [?]
Like Rotorua, and clean doo doo out the sewer
The masked man, the duke, I'm the pantie worker
The big wood, the bump and the phone j*rker [?]
I smack tail, MC's, their booties for sale
You better step off, and never come crutchless
You don't want none, the p*ss by a therapist
I film deep in the back like John Stag
Make a rapper screen test, hit 'em with a fag
In and go out, in and go out, in and go out
Yeah... rippin' boots from the couch
Make you wanna wither your pelvis and say "Ouch!
Tie me up" So MC's want a whoopin'
Some feel wet and sticky, I smell it in the room
One time, check it out...
Sex! It's the time for sex!
X! It's the time for sex!
Sex! It's the time for sex!
X! It's the time for sex!
Sex! It's the time for sex!
Sex! It's the time...
MC's, acting all wild with latex
Beggin' me hard for stiff love and more sex
I gotta load up, my tank and my creamer
My distribution, my lubrication is seamer
They wanna step on stage and pull their pants down
The X ready, the freak with his mask down
I treat rappers like Dominique Simone
Make 'em get their crease, use their call from the telephone
You never know, hittin' boots with the door closed
MC's turn up their glowin' cheeks in my nose
The mack planner, the kid left Hannah
Buckets of fruit, different cherries and banana
I got you open, ready for your next toy
I pull panties, MC's call me Uncle Roy
Like Ronnie Hymo, move stickin' tower [?]
Hittin' from the back, who could stop diesel power?
I come straight up, and clear like Wreck Sportski [?]
MC's charge me what? How much you think it costs me?
I take five MC's right to the mattress
Watch their tails spin when I smack this
I better move, this time catch an angle
Make 'em get together, hope their clothes won't tangle
I stand, waitin' for you like Bobbie Highlander
That's cute, a little bear with your panda
Sex! It's the time for sex!
X! It's the time for sex!
Sex! It's the time for sex!
X! It's the time for sex!
Sex! It's the time for sex!
X! It's the time for sex!
Sex! It's the time for sex!
X!
(It's the time)
[Outro]
(X...)
(X...)
(Sex...)
(Sex...)
(X...)
(X...)
(Sex...)
I bust massive, my skill's to the mill
You wanna flex sometimes like Jack and Jill
I stand tall, the cape the color purple
Have you lookin' bugged with your pants like Urkel
Don't try to move on my spot, I'll burn your rectum
Your boys step up, yo the cops can't protect 'em
Yeah, I set flames to your pubic
Make you wanna doo doo and boogie and feel stupid
Terrific, I smoke and feel hieroglyphic
The snow, the sun, come on boy, be specific
Amazing, chasing fours and fives on you
I'm like a cyclop, wild with eyes on you
I come, stеp to MC's like Dave Roback [?]
Give 'еm another name and call 'em Ken Kobik
Whatever, go find a tissue that wipes for you
Here's my style kid, I'll stick it in snide for you
The kid rollin', the press on my p*n*s
I battle the Earth and tell your girl, "Have you seen this?"
Back up, see your brother with the helmet
The freak man, the kid like Sam [?]
Sex! It's the time for sex!
X! It's the time for sex!
Sex! It's the time for sex!
X! It's the time...
Max... Who with the panties want it anal?
I get deep in that hole, unclogged, Drano
Yes, the master man, funky, exotic
I pull MC's G-strings and get erotic
The final one, comin' through with the chapter
I got the hand, the palm gotta smack ya
Flowin' like this, flowin' like that
Movin' like this, movin' like that
The X brought a Trojan
Pro-pyl-astic, rappers feel plastic
I put it on, now tell me, do the mask fit?
You're Ronnie Phil, I stick like I'm Jimmy Zee [?]
With Jeannie Pepper, rappers scream like Ona Zee
I get deep in that butt and do construction
Change my underwear and wet up your production
I got more booties to pump than R. Kelly
Then leave it on your eyepiece, right on your belly
I'm not Jodie, singin' like I'm Motley [?]
I see you naked, you still couldn't spot me
I come straight up, Milwaukee like a [?]
Like Rotorua, and clean doo doo out the sewer
The masked man, the duke, I'm the pantie worker
The big wood, the bump and the phone j*rker [?]
I smack tail, MC's, their booties for sale
You better step off, and never come crutchless
You don't want none, the p*ss by a therapist
I film deep in the back like John Stag
Make a rapper screen test, hit 'em with a fag
In and go out, in and go out, in and go out
Yeah... rippin' boots from the couch
Make you wanna wither your pelvis and say "Ouch!
Tie me up" So MC's want a whoopin'
Some feel wet and sticky, I smell it in the room
One time, check it out...
Sex! It's the time for sex!
X! It's the time for sex!
Sex! It's the time for sex!
X! It's the time for sex!
Sex! It's the time for sex!
Sex! It's the time...
MC's, acting all wild with latex
Beggin' me hard for stiff love and more sex
I gotta load up, my tank and my creamer
My distribution, my lubrication is seamer
They wanna step on stage and pull their pants down
The X ready, the freak with his mask down
I treat rappers like Dominique Simone
Make 'em get their crease, use their call from the telephone
You never know, hittin' boots with the door closed
MC's turn up their glowin' cheeks in my nose
The mack planner, the kid left Hannah
Buckets of fruit, different cherries and banana
I got you open, ready for your next toy
I pull panties, MC's call me Uncle Roy
Like Ronnie Hymo, move stickin' tower [?]
Hittin' from the back, who could stop diesel power?
I come straight up, and clear like Wreck Sportski [?]
MC's charge me what? How much you think it costs me?
I take five MC's right to the mattress
Watch their tails spin when I smack this
I better move, this time catch an angle
Make 'em get together, hope their clothes won't tangle
I stand, waitin' for you like Bobbie Highlander
That's cute, a little bear with your panda
Sex! It's the time for sex!
X! It's the time for sex!
Sex! It's the time for sex!
X! It's the time for sex!
Sex! It's the time for sex!
X! It's the time for sex!
Sex! It's the time for sex!
X!
(It's the time)
[Outro]
