Kool G. Rap And Dj Polo - f** U Man. lyrics

[chorus from "talk like s**" begins] ("can ya dig it honey...?") Since i made the record "talk like s**," b**hes are comin' up with their friends for a n***a to hit the skins. Hopin' the kool g rap was just makin' rhymes, But i'm leavin' b**hes' vaginas with more stitches than frankenstein. Some even had the nerve to try to give me head, And swallow the whole jimmy to make a n***a fed. But come on you b**hes, don't make me laugh; You couldn't deep throat g rap if you was a motherf**in' giraffe. Dag, some even fled when they saw the head, Cuz g's dick would make you seasick f**in' me in a waterbed. Don't try to paly me like no s**er, Cuz these b**hes'll be callin' up dial-a-mattress like a motherf**er. You heard the song before; you don't wanna see me, "i'll f** you on the a-train while i write graffiti." I'll even f** you in a taxi cab, And after s** with a n***a you'll be buyin' a box of maxi-pads. Soon as you open your legs, No need for no birth control, b**h, cuz my dick is touchin' the eggs. Kool g rap, the p**y slammer; Hell, i'd be talkin' f**ed up grammar if you was bad mamma jamma. I ain't small, i'll have you cummin' like waterfalls, And then turn them sugar walls into carnegie hall. Leavin' my mark on b**hes like zorro, Plus f**in' b**hes so def like there won't be no p**y left tomorrow. Hittin' hoes like it ain't funny, I think about bowls of cheerios because i want my nuts and honey. Talkin' to all the women that look fine, Pretendin' my prick was moby dick and have a whale of a time. Now i'm not a deep-sea diver, But i love it when my dick's covered and smothered with saliva. sh**, might even straighten out your dentures, Because it's not just a blow job, honey, it's an adventure. But 69, and i ain't with that: I'll go to a chinese restaurant, b**h, if i wanna eat cats. Because you gotta be brave to eat the tuna, g. So when it comes to p**y-lickin', i'm the chicken of the sea. I should be on the s** channel; Not a chump cuz i'm givin' punk-b**hes better humps than camels. If you're a virgin, i'll make it fit, Because my dick'll pop the cherry and spit out the f**in' pit. And if you're concerned, my s**m don't burn, And if it did, i'd give that nappy-headed a** a f**in' perm. Shucks, i instruct a f**in' lesson. You think it's painless? i hit the an*s and f** up your large intestines. Leavin' you b**hes stingin' from the bangin'; My man jimmy got a hole in his head, but yo, that n***a's still hangin'. b**h, you'd rather hump a f**in' whole army, Cuz even the witness protection program couldn't hide this man's salami. You f** around and catch a seizure, Before i f** a hoe i gots ta put the hooker under anesthesia. Lettin' saliva dribble on your nipple, Orgasms double and triple sit ripple and turn your a** into a gripple. Then i see you searchin' for the swellin', Cuz i'm-a leave a hole so big your gynecologist might fall the hell in. Got damn! i hit the ham right; Honeybuns, you can ask my three sons, i got the dick right out the van dyke. I'm f**in' naked girls with fly rhymes, But don't push me, because that p**y will be runnin' for it's nine lives. I know you hookers can't refuse this, But dont' pick me to give no hickeys cuz i'm givin' b**hes bruises. Yeah, i'll tear that p**y hole apart, For f**in' with g rap after dark, you'd rather jog in central park. So if you want kids before i f** ya, Look at the size of my dick, and you'll let out the motherf**ers. sh**, b**hes get open like a can; Just leave it up to g rap, cuz i'm the neighborhood f** u man...