S.I.D. Reynolds - Coochie Bang... lyrics

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S.I.D. Reynolds - Coochie Bang... lyrics

[Chorus:] Brothers better strap they thang-thang Ladies, don't let them in if they don't have a condom Brothers better strap they thang-thang Ladies, don't let them in if they don't have a condom [Verse 1:] Some days I wake up grumpy On other days, I let the brother sleep But if there's no peace for the peace [?] I say peace to the beast in heat Let's talk about a Slim Jim jimmy chance in hell If you can't protect a peck, your chances fail That's just the pride I keep He could great sideways, inside out But still left on the side street That's just a bare fact My definition of bareback? “Come at me bare? Don't come back” Slap! Try fittin' with a mitten So you won't be trippin' and flippin' And skinnydipping in the queen's kitten So come and get candid Kiss the candy No claps Can't stand me if I offend he You can't be saved by the skin on your teeth But the skin on your friend Could be your end, to say the least Peace And I won't give a thang Cause I'm down with the true crew Down with the coochie bang [Repeat Chorus] [Verse 2:] Slick, kick a groove Don't show the trick in you Fit the move smooth Or forget it with the stick-and-move And don't get tricky with the kissy poo And don't say “don't be cruel” when I'm dissin' you Kissin' you don't mean stickin' you And If I was wishing to Then you gotta know who I listen to Like TLC Me in heat When lovin' me, couldn't care If your hat was 2 da back, G Don't turn the caution off Turn it often And don't say “always” then “often” and soften Someday soon, you got to get to love what you got Then you get love a lot Get the point, yah? You get faded like the face of any great sir Slow down the fast pace, sir, until it's safer And I won't give a thang Because I'm down with the true crew Down with the coochie bang [Repeat Chorus] [Verse 3:] Some go from this one to that one From wick-wick to wack one You face one, you place one The safe one's a strapped one And I don't wanna buy my friends Forget your promises and use your “condom” sense Or I'm a glimpse Then I'm gone So long The only thing that's on is your clothes Now go home And you can ho 'til the snow's gone And I'll be here 'til the last hard head dead ho's gone Either strap up or pack up is my motto You say, “I wanna stay” I say, “I know, yo, but bye. Go.” Let's take it to the extent If you love her, when you rub her Brother, take her hint (word) And I won't give a thang Because I'm down with the true crew Down with the coochie bang [Repeat Chorus]