Questionmark Asylum - Sex On The Brain lyrics

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Questionmark Asylum - Sex On The Brain lyrics

[Intro] "The music just turns me on" [Hook] Ee ya ya ya ooh ya Ee ya ya, ee ya ya [Verse 1] I got s** on the brain I don't be faking it I know you're feeling the same that's why you're shaking it But you try to deny you play fly I know you girls like it as much as I so I Have to think of another line to retaliate Talking about I like honey on my pancakes You don't hear me though I guess you don't care Acting like it's nothing across your mind but looky here (You gotta give booty to somebody) Why not give it to me? (You gotta give booty to somebody) If not me, kick it to my man V See, when it's feeling good you maybe don't even thank me I've been a naughty naughty boy just spank me I like it fat when I'm hitting it from the back And now it's on your brain you bad p**ycat [Hook] {x2} Ee ya ya ya ooh ya Ee ya ya, ee ya ya Ee ya ya ya ooh ya Ee ya ya, ee ya ya You got s** on the brain [Verse 2: Rosta Swann] It's like ring around the rosey Mother never told me that I'd think of things like this It's s**ual, edible, intellectual Twist your body like pretzel The afro civilians then aphrodisiacs Wish to kick game even though see me pack Yes Lord word to bond the Swann is the don Come down yeah Free your mind and your booty will follow It's so hot it'll make you lose your marbles Jump your bones like hopscotch Move your hind parts Will the glow, sho' nuff I'm the mascot Trust in the funk deep enough to crack plastic Just imagine, just imagine Cake full of panties, booty on the griddle Looking so delicious as I bu*ter her biscuits [Hook] [Verse 3] Ayo s** in the 90's, ayo do the right thing If she's gotta have it, protect your ting a ling a ling The lust, the lust it burns like fire Burning eternal of my infernal of desire She walks out with a gap and it wasn't between her teeth See baby read my mind and she couldn't believe that ah Yeah and ya don't stop It's like that with the coochie pop [Hook] [Bridge] Check it out your name is Mistafiss And his name is Rosta Swann And his name is Ding Ding His name is Digge Dom He is the manager V I am the super producer V I'm chilling with my crew from the Ville Sex on the brain kids chill [Outro] Oooh you nasty, I'ma tell my mama Oooh you nasty, I'm tell yo' mama It's the Q&A, s** on the brain