Juggaknots - Sex Type Thang Lyrics
[Intro]YeahhCheck it outTo all you shorties acting flyThis goes out to you but check it out one timeIt's like thatIt's just a sex type thingIf you didn't know, my man Breezly Brewin' is about to give you the raw dealYou know what I'm sayingYo check it out one time uh[Verse One]Hey yo ya'll niggas know the flavourIf you meet a honey dip who gave her numberBut you pickin up the vibe that she slumberOn the skills, when you drills in the body of a hotty till she's soreAnd then you gots to put an end to the snorin'She talkin 'bout, "I got snatch niggas be fightin overLike Helen of Troys I'm swellin the boys' jewels they droolsWhen they see me not a genie but you dream about me, nut you better"To me that *****, Sunshine, from Harlem Nights is soaked and wetter"So tell me honey can ya hangOr I'll blaze ye like Robin did to Eddy back in BoomerangAnd let me tell ya Halle Barry couldn't save yaI be's the mack mama M&M chocolate candy flavour"My sales pitch never fails which brings the opportunityTo leave a honey swoonin' see I said it like this"I'm representin' till the honey's call my name"Then she wants to be the ol' ball and chain (How ironic!)Ain't that somethin'? I'm strictly smack her up and then I'm goneIt's just a sex thing, *****in' word is born, then a honey startsBuggin', steady tuggin' on my body like a Care BearI think you're best to break it down, yo let me hear y'all..[Hook x 2]When me and shorty got down everything was good lookin'Now she runnin 'round town talkin' 'bout my wood's tookin'Everybody's yappin', the whole neighborhood's cookin'I thought it was a sex type thing, the sex type[Verse Two]Why is it a honey act like she don't want to be botheredBut after the tappin', she yappin' like she want her children fatheredBy the fellow I was try to tell a brother that they give they lover fitsIn the end they singin' old En Vogue hitsLike 'Don't Go' and 'Hold On' but yo I strolled on I'm ghostThe ***** tried to play high postTalkin' shit about us sexin' for the flexin' of our ego(Tell 'em how we break that puss down to size you know how we go)In the act of pursuin' the Brewin'll think hardAnd once I'm all about your bod I want you callin' out to God, check itCause the girls want to lift these honeys wishin'For a brother who be givin' them the stiff competitionLove, I gets loose, it's ticklin' yourPrivates. Juices tricklin' moreNow or never, shit'll never be the same from thatWhen a honey can't front on the head-to-head combatSo if you actin' like you doin me a favorNow you know the flavour of that coochie whippin I'm aboveThe sex is sorta nifty if you're workin 50/50If not I will play shorties with the swiftyTalkin' 'bout..(Chorus X 2)[Verse Three]Once you hit the G-Spot she act like Ce Ce PenistonShe trying to say that 'We Got a Love Thing'When it's just a hit it from the kitchen sinkTo the shower to the bedroom rug thingShe's open, she better not be hopin that I blaze like Al BundyCause she's hornier than PegWant the lovin on the rag cause I make her shake her legAnd get her bumblin' the gibberish what a humblin' experienceTo Miss Golden Clit, but now I'm goin to splitMaybe I should give some feeble dick a little slackin' upAnd be content to keep these silly girls from actin' upTalk about let's settle down after the contactMaybe we oughta sign a 'bonin'-only' contractBut until I gets familiar with the law yo I thinkI got some extra cab money in the top drawer (see ya!)I know you're thinkin' that it's foul the way I'm swingin'I'm waiting for some girl to change my tune but for now I'm singin'...[Hook X 2][Outro]It's like thatAnd it don't stopTo all you shorties acting fly this is a sex type thingIf you didn't know, and now you knowStrictly a sex type thingAnd you don't stop for 95 and 96Breezly Brewin' and the juggaknots is strictly out for that sex type thingIf you didn't know, then now you knowCheck it outAnd we outCheck it
