A Tribe Called Quest – Hot Sex

A Tribe Called Quest - Hot Sex

A Tribe Called Quest Hot Sex Download Mp3

Hot Se Mp3 Download. While you refinance cash, enjoy this dope song from the home studios of A Tribe Called Quest titled Hot Sex.

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Lyrics: Hot Sex
Hot sex on a platter
Hey yo, who want to pull on Phifer long time no hear fromSuckers walkin’ around talking about they could get someBut that pop is non cypher, no can doAnd if you think I’m a dope, then ask the other crewAnd I proceed to let you know, exactly how to flowI’m not Lawn Doctor so just step off with the hoeOops my mistake I didn’t know you went with herShould I run down the line of the all the kids that done hit herDon’t be bitter, I hear that honey resembles a critterI heard she likes to do one-one my man John RitterBut back to the subject you can’t catch wreckYou must get respect, to earn respectSuckers think they could herb me ’cause know I where specksYou’re full of jokes, but you your name ain’t flexI got the riches, the bitches, I’m large like a HuxtableYou think you’re all that but you’re girl’s quite doableYeah, I’m tellin’ you G, to back up off meI’m not a mad cohort, but I’m not Mr. SofteeRappin’ is an art, coming straight from the heartSo forget the chart because the action can start
Hot sex on a platter
Where ya at? To all my peoples with the funkI’m the undercover brother dump your hoe in the trunkSave all the sad songs and the tearjerkersNiggas step up it’s the lyrical workerThe poems that I create ain’t in paper back booksThe poems that I create are for hookers and the crooksMy mental is excelling cause I dabble in the booksI’m not the one to front on, so suboops-suboopsYo, I gets the pickens, I’m such a damn DickensIf you step to this then the plot just thickensI’ll run you around the track like a bunny and a dogTo me, your just another MC on the logA link on the chain, fluid on the brainI boast of hype lyrics, and yours are mardaneSee I can’t maintain, especially if you come backI’m the lyrical master blaster, yeah I can do thatI can also do your girl, so leave the hoe at home‘Cause when I get done, I’ll have her strung on bonesIt’s the no-joke pressure, that elevates my mindMakes me pick up and go when it’s time to drop a rhymeMy title is locked, the Abstract poeticI’m in the idle mode but my energy’s kineticSo smooth and debonair, especially for the earGotta keep my thing in gear ’cause it’s evident and clearThat I will rock, rock, rock
Hot sex on a platter