Luke Christopher - Sex With You lyrics

LA Leakers It's that crazy, that realness It's not love, but I feel it I want it, I need it Oh baby Sex with you mama Ha, girl you pretty s**y Sex with you woah Ah, wow, you like the baddest in your cla** And not to mention the fact you got the fattest little a** Ha, you got the fattest lil a** Contradicting a n***a got me thinking too fast Like who am I? Who are you? What is this? And why are we alone if you ain't s**ing dick And I one to ever be about a chick That's why I rarely ever kiss Ha, it's crazy how I'm caught up in this sh*t And other n***as always at the bottom of the pit And rappers always get enough to stall 'em really quick With a mix tape knowing they won't ever have a hit I was tryna get a n***a on a hook uh Official man, lying to a n***a saying yeah it's official man White women always treat me like a whistle man Ah, you keep doing that It's that crazy, that realness It's not love, but I feel it I want it, I need it Oh baby Sex with you mama Ha, girl you pretty s**y Sex with you woah [Common] Uh, touch her where you never been touched before Hot s** on her flat, f**k an oven door Pullin' on your weave yeah tug-of-war Sweet p**y so juicy, seduce me with the smell of it My female subject, I write a story for you Play the trumpets girl, cuz I'm a horny lover Ha ha, Nova chasing waterfalls Sexy mother fu- that's what your daughter calls Me, whatever we do we gotta be free to climax You been plotting with me, ha Now you opened up bed sheets soaked enough Hoping for the best girl I guess you hoped enough Cuz now I'm here, in your ear, saying things you never heard of You want s**, but you deserve love Birds of a feather that came together Now you're saying my name forever love made it better come on It's that crazy, that realness (uh) It's not love, but I feel it (uh) I want it, I need it (uh) Oh baby Sex with you mama (Ahah) Ha, you really s**y Sex with you woah (yeah, yesir, ha ha) Uh uh wow, you like the baddest in the room And not to mention the fact you got the fattest pair of b**bs Yeah I said pair of b**bs If you running from a n***a you must not be in to dudes Yeah that phony that you with, Doo foo Time to toss a n***a out, Fubu And no one's ever had a body like you do Would it be bad if I was in command like Voodoo? And just for your sake don't wear a thong For your sake don't be the subject of a song For your sake don't let a n***a do you wrong And for my sake don't introduce me to your mom Cuz moms don't f**k with rappers And I don't f**k with nappers And never really - with slackers That's why I'm in the hip-hip biz and not an actor It's that crazy, that realness It's not love, but I feel it I want it, I need it Oh baby Sex with you mama (Oh how I'm wishing it would rain it would rain) (how I wish that it would rain every night) Sex with you oh (Cuz if it rained every day every day every night) (we could stay inside side side) Uh, inside, yeah, Luke Christopher Sex with you Common Haha Sex with you woah