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Late Night f*** Lyrics

I was sitting at the house on a late night
Working hella hard trying to make my tape tight
Music hella loud and the TV was on
b**ping so strong that I couldn't hear the phone
I looked at the tube and the s*** was kinda wild
A b**** getting served straight doggy style
I hit the "off" b***on on the drum machine
Sat down on the bed and I peeped the scene
And the ho getting f*****, oh man she was so fine
After hours, 1 o'clock on Showtime
But what I saw, it made me wanna ball
I grabbed the telephone, it's time to make a few calls
Who can I get to be a ho for me tonight?
I think I'll call Tish cause her s***'s hella tight
Hit it on the nose cause the b**** was on h****
I hung up the phone, put my tongue on the fork
So I can be ready for some body and some soap
The 40-oh of Mickey put my d***ey on pole
Now I'm hella anxious, waiting for the c***
So I can keep her yelling "Ant Banks don't stop!"
Ha ha, I can't wait to lay the pipe now
But I hope she comes around before my high goes down
Oh knock knock knock on the door, what do ya know
I opened up, sure enough, I'm in luck, it's my late night f***

(Don't you wanna do me?) Yeah, give it up
(Ooooh, do it from the bacK) C'mon, c'mon
(Don't you wanna do me?) Give me some of that coochie coochie
I said "Come on in" and "Oh hi, how ya doing?"
Conversation was fake, cause I was thinking bout s*******
She gave me a hug and a real wet kiss
Zip goes the zipper and I whipped out my d***
I know you're wondering, what did she think?
She got on her knees and started sucking my beef link
And believe me, the head was kinda right, bro
I got served like a Cutlass in a side show
And the nut came gushing like Niagra falls
She took it out and I nutted in her eyeball
Now what's next, is it time to get some d***?
She said she wanted to get licked
Eat the p****? That ain't fly, no
I'm not a lick 'em low, Pooh-Man lied, ho
All I wanna do is knock some boots
So let me see you in your birthday suit
Every bone in the c*** I was preparing to break
Cause the b**** had a f****** Ms. America shape
Now it's time for the sticking, watch the b**** get stuck
By the big-d*** gangsta Banksta and the late-night f***
(Don't you wanna do me?) Yeah, give it up
(Ooooh, do it from the bacK) C'mon, c'mon
(Don't you wanna do me?) Give me some of that coochie coochie

I was chopping up the c*** just like a Ginsu
She opened up her legs wide enough to ride my Benz through
That's about the time I stuck it in her socket
She shouted "Pop my coochie!" Best believe that I popped it
And I kept on stroking
But I couldn't feel the p**** with the old-school Trojan
I had to wear it last week, I heard she burnt Pooh
I slapped her a** cheeks til they turned blue
I had her hanging off the bed with her hands on the floor
Just like a pro, hitting nothing but p**** hole
She started wiggling, I couldn't keep the b**** still
Just like En Vogue, I'm giving her something she can feel
I was sweating and dripping cause we was working out
She started moaning cause the nut came squirting out
Huh, now it's time for me to bust mine
I'm a have to end it and s***, I'm finna finish up this f*** rhyme
Now I think I had enough
Oh s***, my late night f***! (echos)
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Sittin' on Somethin' Phat (1993)
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