Buckwild, celph titled - F*ckmaster s** lyrics

[feat. Funkmaster Flex] [Talking Intro Sample:] [feat. Funkmaster Flex] [Talking Intro Sample:] "Coochie... mmmm, cooch. Okay! " [Intro Sample Loop: x4] "Young ladies if ya ready say, yeahhh (yeahhh!) ya don't stop Fly guys if ya ready say, hooooo! (hooooo!) ya don't stop" [Talking Intro Sample:] "Ah, well let's... let's do it, let's do it Hit the bomb, man Rare form tonight... RARE FORM TONIGHT! " [Talk Intro:] Yeeeahhh, it's goin' down y'all f**master Sex Hide your b**h It's the new age Wilt Chamberlain Ain't playin' games, my friend... [Verse Intro Sample:] ("Ayo tell 'em what your name is... ") [Verse 1:] Celph Titled, also known as f**master Sex, I Do a s*ut in my car seat, show her my s** drive Didn't soak the carpet, but she had a wet rug Pulled out on those almond-colored breasts and left a chestnut Better believe she gave me dome Cause if not she was gettin' (thrown) on the side of the road like a safety (cone) No wide body Benz, I need a wide body b**h With an a** so large it take up the space of a 3 car garage Had a second coming when I busted a nut twice With a Mariah Carey look-a-like but with hair like Scary Spice She was the type that as soon as she say hi She's takin' off her clothes and askin' ("Baby, where's the KY? ") Huh, got a marriage that she's not holy embraced in Cause on her body there ain't a single hole that's sacred (Oh yeah I taped it) so I can see all of it Then it's goin' straight to DVD like a new Steven Segal flick [Singing Chorus: x3] La, la-la-la, la-la, la-la [Vocal Scratch] "60 minutes of f**in', call me f**master Sex, b**h" [Verse 2:] Got a groupie on my jock and she want me to bang it raw The tramp is a skank and who*e, she'll give you a canker sore She give up a** often And it wasn't a MySpace timestamp, that she had the last log-in Not an a**umption and it ain't complicated man Cause she gon' blow either way like an oscillating fan I'm like James Bond in a tricked out Viper And you're just Pierce Brosnan in Mrs. Doubtfire Yeahhh, I am f**master Sex, no split personalities here I'll go from pimpin' to being weird like Outkast's career b**h I stick the fork in it and won't spoon later They will find the stains on Room Raiders I'm in the kitchen with a Ruben Studdard ruben cutter Abuse ya mother, won't use a rubber The damn b**h like a sandwich, all stuffed and greasy Bust a nut in the hoagie and create a new sub-species [Singing Chorus: x3] La, la-la-la, la-la, la-la [Vocal Scratch] "60 minutes of f**in', call me f**master Sex, b**h" [Talking Outro Sample:] "I'm in the 90's strong! I'm not in the 90's on some MTV videos or some VH1 nonsense! I did not come up here to play Hammer and Young MC! It's not what it is... That's not what represents the 90's to me, okay?! " "Nobody should have their daughter around you, fam You are ridiculous, you need help and you should seek help And people embracin' this dude needs to think about it and think what he's doin'... And I blame myself and everybody else for not speakin' up and givin' their opinion on What we think he is and what you ARE."