[chorus from "talk like s**" begins] ("can ya dig it honey...?")
Since i made the record "talk like s**,"
b**hes are comin' up with their friends for a n***a to hit the skins.
Hopin' the kool g rap was just makin' rhymes,
But i'm leavin' b**hes' vaginas with more stitches than frankenstein.
Some even had the nerve to try to give me head,
And swallow the whole jimmy to make a n***a fed.
But come on you b**hes, don't make me laugh;
You couldn't deep throat g rap if you was a motherf**in' giraffe.
Dag, some even fled when they saw the head,
Cuz g's dick would make you seasick f**in' me in a waterbed.
Don't try to paly me like no s**er,
Cuz these b**hes'll be callin' up dial-a-mattress like a motherf**er.
You heard the song before; you don't wanna see me,
"i'll f** you on the a-train while i write graffiti."
I'll even f** you in a taxi cab,
And after s** with a n***a you'll be buyin' a box of maxi-pads.
Soon as you open your legs,
No need for no birth control, b**h, cuz my dick is touchin' the eggs.
Kool g rap, the p**y slammer;
Hell, i'd be talkin' f**ed up grammar if you was bad mamma jamma.
I ain't small, i'll have you cummin' like waterfalls,
And then turn them sugar walls into carnegie hall.
Leavin' my mark on b**hes like zorro,
Plus f**in' b**hes so def like there won't be no p**y left tomorrow.
Hittin' hoes like it ain't funny,
I think about bowls of cheerios because i want my nuts and honey.
Talkin' to all the women that look fine,
Pretendin' my prick was moby dick and have a whale of a time.
Now i'm not a deep-sea diver,
But i love it when my dick's covered and smothered with saliva.
sh**, might even straighten out your dentures,
Because it's not just a blow job, honey, it's an adventure.
But 69, and i ain't with that:
I'll go to a chinese restaurant, b**h, if i wanna eat cats.
Because you gotta be brave to eat the tuna, g.
So when it comes to p**y-lickin', i'm the chicken of the sea.
I should be on the s** channel;
Not a chump cuz i'm givin' punk-b**hes better humps than camels.
If you're a virgin, i'll make it fit,
Because my dick'll pop the cherry and spit out the f**in' pit.
And if you're concerned, my s**m don't burn,
And if it did, i'd give that nappy-headed a** a f**in' perm.
Shucks, i instruct a f**in' lesson.
You think it's painless? i hit the an*s and f** up your large intestines.
Leavin' you b**hes stingin' from the bangin';
My man jimmy got a hole in his head, but yo, that n***a's still hangin'.
b**h, you'd rather hump a f**in' whole army,
Cuz even the witness protection program couldn't hide this man's salami.
You f** around and catch a seizure,
Before i f** a hoe i gots ta put the hooker under anesthesia.
Lettin' saliva dribble on your nipple,
Orgasms double and triple sit ripple and turn your a** into a gripple.
Then i see you searchin' for the swellin',
Cuz i'm-a leave a hole so big your gynecologist might fall the hell in.
Got damn! i hit the ham right;
Honeybuns, you can ask my three sons, i got the dick right out the van dyke.
I'm f**in' naked girls with fly rhymes,
But don't push me, because that p**y will be runnin' for it's nine lives.
I know you hookers can't refuse this,
But dont' pick me to give no hickeys cuz i'm givin' b**hes bruises.
Yeah, i'll tear that p**y hole apart,
For f**in' with g rap after dark, you'd rather jog in central park.
So if you want kids before i f** ya,
Look at the size of my dick, and you'll let out the motherf**ers.
sh**, b**hes get open like a can;
Just leave it up to g rap, cuz i'm the neighborhood f** u man...