Hell yeah Check it check it check, check check Yo, when it come to sex advice, I'm the one to call If you a virgin with blue balls or you tear down walls Not Dr. Ruth, call me Dr. Knockboot Pimped out hats, rock fashionable suits A class for the youth, Sex Ed for your head The do's and don'ts, that should happen in the bed First, DON'T, run up in her raw cause you get burned For sure, fucking with the typical whore, because DO, rock a Rough Ryder, whenever you inside her Your local bodega is your supplier And DON'T, take the pussy, if she fighting Cause you saw what happened to Tupac and Mike Tyson 'Specially if you large, some hoes is trife Get you on a rape charge, have you serving your life Yo, DO, get a yes confirmation before penetration You wind up in a police station DON'T, get with no young bitch and hit it She PG-13, you rated are, she not permitted DO, check for ID, whenever chilling V.I.P. With fly shorty P.Y.T. Yo, DON'T, lie about the cars you got Or who you hang with, fronting when you borrowed your watch Yo, DO, play your game right, if the G's tight Then you can fuck shorty the same night Yo, DON'T, trick when you don't have to You think you balling? You turn your back they laffing at you You don't gotta keep repeating you a thug, she heard you In fact, she attracted to your man that herbed you DO, spend a lil' dough, only if you know The bitch gross a lil' something too bro DON'T, eat the pussy the first night Maker her bless you, we call that shit gesundheit DO, set the mood right, Bailey's with ice A cup of Thug Passion'll make everything right Yo, DON'T, pop shit like you Daddy Longdick When you come fast like Fed-Ex and bust too quick DO, hit positions she will find interest in DON'T, hit the pussy if that shit's blistering Hope you're listening, turn up your transistering Hot 97, KISS-FM Or B-L-S, with your hand up her dress Chilling with your girl while you thinking bout ya ex Not too easy not too complex I break it down, how to address, the opposite sex Problems or questions, I can answer them best Signing off Dr. Knockboot at your request, peace Rest havens Fuck y'all bitches Y'all niggas get y'all shit tight Dr. Knockboot gotta come take y'all bitches from ya! Alright? We out!
Written by: DAVID RICHARD MATTHEWS, JEAN CLAUDE OLIVIER, NASIR JONES, SAMUEL J. BARNES
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