B.O.B. - Sex You Remix lyrics

[Intro] All the rain keeps falling And these hoes keep calling [Bridge: Bando Jonez] All these rain drops falling on my window Got me wishing that we did the things we didn't do [Verse 1: Twista] Twista I call her up and tell her I wanna get some more And even then I could never get enough Cause when it comes to others its embarra**ing Ain't no comparison cause all I think about is your stuff The dress hugging ya body I wanna pull it off I wanna s** you so I wanna see what's under that Make the sword get longer Cause I see you got the Thunder Thunder Thunder Thunder Cat So poor hit the hole like a running back Through the secondary and almost scored a touchdown Ain't no evil me or havoc or a bust down Cause you the girl I wanna cuff now I put you up on a pedestal with the ultimate status and give it to you how he won't I snatch you up by the panties and bend you over the granite then give it to you how he don't (Can I s** you, baby) Gimme some of that Kissing you on the neck Make you call me daddy when I get you wet Ya body I can paint a Van Gogh on So go until ya man go home Cause if anything can go wrong It's probably cause you been f**ing with Twista and Bando Jonez I can never say that I got enough When she let me get on top of her With Louis V is how I'mma honor her She hot enough to break a thermometer How she act is making me wanna f** Tell her something to make her blush We bigger than money and coming up All you gotta know is [Verse 2: B.o.B.] Don't call me a bugaboo But does it trouble, a trouble, a trouble you? You got all that pa**ion trapped deep inside of her Lately it's bubbling up on you You ever get tired of study group? You need to be doing what lovers do Girls don't understand why you don't get a man And I gotta say I'm puzzled too Bring them double D's to the W I guarantee you need another dude It's a possibility we gonna need a new set of sheets In fact we gonna need a new room It's too wet, shoulda brought a rain coat Too deep, shoulda brought a sail boat I'm diving all in it like Cuba Gooding Junior Diving like scuba Don't take it for granted Don't let a compliment go to ya head Cause it's too many things I wanna do to you I have to show you instead Going so hard, going so hard girl we done lost control of the bed She told me don't stop, she told me don't stop Now she done lost control of her legs Good God [Verse 3: T-Pain] Ay Bando ayye Now I know ya wasn't tryin' to leave me out these remix Oh no no you didn't, oh no you didn't Imma put some Tallaha**ee on and show you how we do this G sh** Holding streets out in Philly She tryin' to walk, looking like a newborn baby Cause we been doing it constantly She looked at me and asked if I do p**n, maybe No it ain't nothing like that I'm just one of them freaky n***as from the south side That a leave a trick with her mouth wide Baby we can do it upside Baby we can do it on the couch side She coming again, I ain't say nothing Ah, this is a win-win situation She been playing hard to get It's obviously I got her strung out She gonna look back at me when I smack that a** I'mma have my tongue out Like hey Baby you know this the best you ever had You ain't too bad Baby keep up with it, keep up with it We go deep up in it, deep up in it I'mma have you asking me why this bed ain't got no seatbelts in it I'mma goddamn genius on this Remix The industry needs to put my penis in a testtube To see why it's so good when I… [Verse 4: Brando Jones] Sex you baby I wanna know have you had any good s** lately lately lately lately Have (Sex) have (Have you had it?) Have (Sex) have (Good s**) Have you had it (Sex, have you had it?) Good s** girl (Good s**) oooh [?] baby Baby have you had any good s** lately lately lately (Sex, have you had it? Sex, good s** Sex, have you had it?) All these rain drops dropping on my window