Tech N9ne - Sex Out South lyrics

[Chorus: Tech N9ne & Big Krizz Kaliko (2X)] Sex out south-some hit in and out Screamin n cussin-some bustin it out Sex out south-some freaks comin out Sex O S is what it's all about [Verse 1: Kutt Kalhoun] I got this b**h named Janae from Olathe Baby girl was flagrant b**h is in s**ual favors Told me I could take it Got a fettish addicted to pain Wanted me to choke her While she sat on my dinck came All over the sofa But this hoe from the o she was cold Didn't like to swallow it A pull to the back of the throat Kept a b**h from vomittin She begged for a dick in her a** Baby liked it an*l But my head was too big for her a** So I used my fingers Down to Dallas with Rita & Alice White and Phillipino One on my dick and one tossin my salad Off in the casino Real s** ain't got sh** on these vets Told em they could keep me Even thought about writin the check I'm coocoo for a threezy To all you b**hes and hoes, living your life unexposed You better peep this out south b**hes as pros If you don't know how it goes You besta follow your nose Get on some freak sh** Now follow as the story is told It's like.. [Chorus x2] [Verse 2: Tech N9ne] I know you heard that I talk alota sh** about a b**h But I'm bout to swerve this time Talk about a differnt kinda chick The ones who love the dick constantly in an out Even like to put it in her mouth And I'm not talkin bout northbound b**hes I'm talkin about those b**hes down south You can find em in the 50's all the way to Grandview You can get em up in Overland Park and Olathe Thank you for the paper Never given a f** about what your b**h is thinking pety sh** is second nature Throw em in the mix n***a f** em witha friend They will be callin you so you can do it again You ain't gotta spend ain't gotta pretend Call her up and tell her you needa put it in And not just white There's hella beautiful back b**hes Give it from the back They lovin the dick too Down north women They hate the b**h brew I know you don't like what I'm sayin but it's true And ya'll be f**in the b**hes like we be f**in the b**hes We be out for the p**y and we rockin you b**hes Nothing you never could tall a n***a could be stoppin n***a Cause I ain't had enough of you b**hes Now s** down south When you put it in her mouth And you don't need help from hitch You can find em in a house of six Do the damn thing with one and switch Any other women hatin Got a n***a waitin for that weak sh** you pitch Play that sh** The down b**h quit it sit down sweat it skited now b**h! [Chorus x2] [Verse 3: Big Krizz Kaliko] I'm talkin bout chick set center Where I'm from St. Theresa's, Bishop Hogan up in her Hit me neos rustin n the ones I be tusslin with Now I'm a get mine and I'm hopin you get get yours before I THROUGH! Cause cale be mackin them hoes fast An if ya lucky ya be getcha a peice of evil a** WOOO! With the red bombs Cause them the ones I love out south get my head gone And they never wanna let me pull it out when I'm in 'em So I'm pullin the rubber out When I need it I'm takin the southern route And it was late at night clutch your lady tight Or me and my n***as out south! Get it with no doubt Sit it your mouth If ya with it then baby let me hit it down south! Still I got too many b**hes that I'm suppose to be And the ladys really lookin like they hoes to me Like a lova I got to get some more of her Oochee koochie the way you do me You really give it to me when we be under the cover Felicia-O I'm glad to meet ya But when you kiss this b**h they go ballistic They troublin for some head get to rockin the bed Heard a southside screamin SOUTHSIDE! [Chorus x2]