Hurby Luv Bug - Let's Talk About Sex lyrics

[Intro: Punch it, (Hurb)] Yo, I don't think we should talk about this (Come on, why not?) People might misunderstand what we're tryin' to say, you know? (No, but that's a part of life) Come on [Chorus 1] Let's talk about s**, baby Let's talk about you and me Let's talk about all the good things And the bad things that may be Let's talk about s** Let's talk about s** Let's talk about s** Let's talk about s** [Verse 1] Let's talk about s** for now To the people at home or in the crowd It keeps coming up anyhow Don't decoy, avoid, or make void the topic Cause that ain't gonna stop it Now we talk about s** on the radio and video shows Many will know, anything goes Let's tell it how it is, and how it could be How it was, and of course, how it should be Those who think it's dirty have a choice Pick up the needle, press pause, or turn the radio off Will that stop us, Pep? I doubt it All right then, come on, Spin [Chorus 1] [Verse 2] Hot to trot, make any man's eyes pop She use what she got to get whatever she don't got Fellas drool like fools, but then again they're only human The chick was a hit because her body was boomin' Gold, pearls, rubies, crazy diamonds Nothin' she ever wore was ever common Her dates, heads of state, men of taste Lawyers, doctors, no one was too great for her to get with Or even mess with, the Prez she says was next on her list And believe me, you, it's as good as true There ain't a man alive that she couldn't get next to She had it all in the bag so she should have been glad But she was mad and sad and feelin' bad Thinkin' about the things that she never had No love, just s**, followed next with a check and a note That last night was dope [Bridge 1] Oh, hey, ooh, ooh, ooh, take it easy now Uh, alright [Chorus 2] Let's talk about s**, baby (sing it) Let's talk about you and me (sing it, sing it) Let's talk about all the good things And the bad things that may be Let's talk about s** (come on) Let's talk about s** (do it) Let's talk about s** (uh-huh) Let's talk about s** [Bridge 2] Ladies, all the ladies, louder now, help me out Come on, all the ladies, let's talk about s**, all right (x2) Yo, Pep, I don't think they're gonna play this on the radio (And why not? Everybody has s**) I mean, everybody should be makin' love (Come on, how many guys you know make love?) [Chorus 1] [Verse 3] What we have here is subject to controversy A three-letter word some regard as a curse, see He may fiend and have a wet dream Because he seen a teen in tight jeans What makes him react like that is biological But scheme of gettin' in those jeans, is diabolical But of course he does it, and she gives him rap And before you even know it, they jump in the sack As a matter of fact, sometimes it's like that But anyway, ready or not, here he cums And like a dumb son-of-a-gun, oops, he forgot the condoms “Oh well,” you say, “what the hell, it's chill I won't get got, I'm on the pill" Until the sores start to puff and spore He gave it to you, and now it's yours [Chorus 1] (x4 with fade out)