Hot Sex - A Tribe Called Quest

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Chorus Verse One: Phife Ayo who wanna
pull on Phifer long time no hear from
Suckers walkin' around talking about
they could get some But that pop is non
cypher, no can do And if you think I'm a
dope, then ask the other crew And I
proceed to let you know, exactly how to
flow I'm not Lawn Doctor so just step
off with the hoe Oops my mistake I
didn't know you went with her Should I
run down the line of the all the kids
that done hit her Don't be bitter, I
hear that honey resembles a critter I
heard she likes to do one-one my man
John Ritter But back to the subject you
can't catch wreck You must get respect,
to earn respect Suckers think they could
herb me cuz know I where specks You're
full of jokes, but you your name ain't
flex I got the riches, the bitches, I'm
large like a Huxtable You think you're
all that but you're girl's quite doable
Yeah, I'm tellin' you G, to back up off
me I'm not a mad cohort, but I'm not Mr.
Softee Rappin' is an art, coming
straight from the heart So forget the
chart because the action can start
Chorus Verse Two: Q-Tip Where ya at? To
all my peoples with the funk I'm the
undercover brother dump your hoe in the
trunk Save all the sad songs and the
tearjerkers Niggaz step up it's the
lyrical worker The poems that I create
ain't in paper back books The poems that
I create are for hookers and the crooks
My mental is excelling cuz I dabble in
the books I'm not the one to front on,
so suboops-suboops Yo I gets the
pickens, I'm such a damn Dickens If you
step to this then the plot just thickens
I'll run you around the track like a
bunny and a dog To me, your just another
MC on the log A link on the chain, fluid
on the brain I boast of hype lyrics, and
yours are mardane See I can't maintain,
especially if you come back I'm the
lyrical master blaster, yeah I can do
that I can also do your girl, so leave
the hoe at home Cuz when I get done,
I'll have her strung on bones It's the
no-joke pressure, that elevates my mind
Makes me pick up and go when it's time
to drop a rhyme My title is locked, the
Abstract poetic I'm in the idle mode but
my energy's kinetic So smooth and
debonair, especially for the ear Gotta
keep my thing in gear cuz it's evident
and clear That I will rock, rock, rock
(fades away) Chorus Letra Hot Sex Lyrics
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