Lyrics:
If war is holy and sex is obscene
We've got it twisted in this lucid dream
Baptized in boundaries, schooled in sin
Divided by difference,
Illegal congress with your mother, - SEX WITH YOUR PARENTS
ah, Senator
An illegal congress by proxy is a
Pigeon by any other name, - SEX WITH YOUR PARENTS
Light it up, light it up
Smoke it up, smoke it up
Exhale, exhale
Now let's sex to the cut
[Chorus]
Girl, you got that sex weed
I just want
woman, I'll let my offer stand
Sex farm woman, don't you hear my tractor rumbling by?
Whoa!
Working on a sex farm
Trying to raise some hard love
One year went by baby
Does she want to be happy with you?
Life's a bath
Sex is water
Life's a bath
Sex is water
Oh yeah....
c'mon
C'mon
C'mon
I like it I love it
I want it all the time
(Sex)
I crave it I needs it
It's always on my mind
(Sex)
I like it I love it
I want it all
You ain't goin' nowhere
Gonna sit by this pool until you fall in
Didn't know what you were getting into
When you walked into this room
Did you,
sex)
From the basement to the car garage (we sex)
Garage to the back of the Jeep (we sex)
Bicycle to the treadmill (we sex)
Even over by the dirty
sex)
From the basement to the car garage (we sex)
Garage to the back of the Jeep (we sex)
Bicycle to the treadmill (we sex)
Even over by the dirty
Strawberry champagne on ice
Lucky for you, that's what I like, that's what I like
Lucky for you, that's what I like, that's what I like
Sex by the fire
Nickelback niggaz thinkin' they can fuck with big weight
Hell no, give it up, it's enough
We about to live it up, with ten of us
We ride and you live with
Spiral staircase going down, paint your body red and brown
On our knees we'll feast on a sex show
Spiral staircase spiral staircase
Greasy haircuts
Woah, chcieli grać, ale nie ta liga
Oni to Nickelback; Fifi, Kuba to Metallica
Wróć, Kuba, Fifi to Republika
Czarno na białym, to już movement, a nie
på sig
I en lykkerus
og på et par sekunder forvandles indre by til Paris
Paradis
Sex er et spil
Sex er hvad man gør det til
Baby sex er motion
Lad os
Let's have some sex, sex, sexy soul
Let's have some sex, sexy soul
Let's have some sex, sex, sexy soul
Let's have some sex, sexy soul
You get on top
be my wife!
(That good?) The best thirty seconds of my life
I'm so humbled by a girl's ability to let me do her
'Cause honestly, I'd have sex with
the parking lot
But considering our luck
We'll get busted by the cops
Instead of sex we'll go to jail
Another lesson learned and failed
a revolver
My sex is a killer
Do you wanna die happy?
Do you wanna die happy?
I let it bang, bang
You've been hit by a smooth criminal
A bad girl
I
cells get erased
Sex sells in every way
My sex cells get to pay
Sex sells
Mhh-hmmm
Everybody know by now that sex sells
Mhh-hmmm
Everybody know by now
Of all the girls in all the world
You got my number
Out the blue you created this obsessive desire
You steal my thunder
I can't resist your sex
We all live on an idle TV show
Get turned on by sex on the radio
Yeah it's low
Now she walks and talks like everybody else
Loses control and she
finger
Sowed up like a singer
Baa-by girl
I make every nigga irrelevant
I'm sex intelligent
[Chorus]
Sex Intelligent
Know how to work it right
the damn thing
I want sex in the kitchen over by the stove
I want put you on the counter by the buttered rolls
Hands on the table, on your tippy toes
We'll
You and I, we are strangers by one chromosome
Slave to the hormone, body and soul
In a struggle to be happy and free
Swimming in a primitive sea
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