Ant Banks - Gotta Get Some Lovin' lyrics

Chorus: Gotta get some lovin' (repeated) Too $hort: Gotta get me some p**y Biotch What's really goin' on? Yeah, $hort Dog's in the house Funky Fresh, Biotch [Verse 1] I seen you walking down the street had to stop Turned up the radio, dropped the top Say ya look so good, you're so fine I'll take ya to my house, we'll spend some time I know you feel me, you need to find me And give me head while I'm doin' about 90 Biotch, believe it or not, I'm bout to come up What's up with the Cop? I'll get you in my car, let you work that tounge Drivin' to my house, we'll have some fun But this ain't no Too $hort freaky tale Cause right now I'm goin' through a dry spell Stopped f**in' with the hoes, just ride and look Dip to the house to get the p**no books Thinkin' to myself I gotta knock a b**h I gotta get some p**y, man f** this sh** Chorus [Verse 2] Bounced to the house all by myself Can't get no p**y and I'm mad as hell Cause magazines can't even do the trick I guess I have to watch me a p**no flick Popped in the movie, they start f**in' He was lickin', she was s**in' I watched them ol' nasty freaks Wishin' that sh** might happen to me I got a beep and got juiced up hommie Looked at my pager and it said "Tone Only" I need a b**h that wanna give me some Loves givin' head just to make me cum Freak Nasty all on my dick Just like the ho in the p**no flick I went to bed without f**in' a b**h I gotta get some p**y man f** this sh** Chorus: [Verse 3] I need a b**h, so I can get me some She'll lick on these nuts and then make me cum Get real freaky, had her p**y wet Ease on in like an Oakland vet Lay your a** down by the fireplace Stick my dick in your mouth, let you have a taste Of this skinny motherf**er with a big ol' dick I'll let you ride it right after you lick it See I come from the city of dope ]From the mouth to the p**y and back down your throat I gotta get some, I keep thinkin' of s** I wonder who'll call my beeper next I keep callin' hoes, ain't no one home And like a punk motherf**er I'm all alone So I told myself, I'm knockin' a b**h I gotta get some p**y man f** this sh** Chorus: Where it's at [Verse 3] Back on the streets and it's on again Bumped a little freak named Sonja San She jumped in the car and we started to ride Just graduated from Oakland High 18 years, thick as hell She look kinda young, but my dick can't tell Ride through the town with my sunroof open Thinkin' about the p**y, man, just hopin' Later on, some Hennessay and Tangeray Will have her a** so high, I get to f** today I hit a corner, and seen her Pops She waved to him, smiled and told her "Stop" I pulled over, looked at her father He took one look and said, "You can't mess with partner" I had to leave without my young b**h Can't get no p**y man f** this sh** Chorus to fade