Paroles Sex Brockhampton

Sex

Yeah, that's cool
And I take a chunk of it, some of it

Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
I done came down bumping flexy
Niggas always around me, lookin’ sexy
Locked in the crib, smoking on some shit
Got a nigga seeing stars, that's just how a nigga live
These birds seem they're going nowhere these days
Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Turn me up, I’m tryna get in tune with the DJ
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Y?ah, yeah, yeah

Sim Simma, who got the k?ys to my Beamer?
Young rich nigga stepping in the arena
Baby girl a dreamer, give me brain like eureka
I'm observing everything around me, now I'm evil
You know I'm that nigga, did you get amnesia?
Spinning in San Marcos, shout out Pauline with the pizza
I'm the diarrhea, fold 'em like tortilla
Staying on my toes baby, balling ballerina
Who you think you talking to? I got no idea
TV on paprika, smoking anesthesia
Hit 'em with the cleaner, young street sweeper
Sound getting meaner while a nigga getting greener

Easy with the teeth before you choke on this dick
Michiko Malandro on the run, smoke off the lips (Straight off the lips)
I ain't sayin' no names since it cut me a check
Baby up in Villa and I love the whole set
Let it sit (Let it sit)
Got the glitter (Got the glitter)
Oh, your thick lil' thighs got a grip on me
Watch you ride on me, lil' bitch slide on me (Slide)
Pullin' out, then bust it open, let her shimmy on me
Push it, push it, push it just like this
Shake it, shake it, shake it out the dress

Weed going straight to my head
Meet me on the bed
Kick off my kicks
She fiend for the dick
Spit on the tip
Spit in her mouth
Cum on the couch
I don't give a fuck, take you to the steam room, rinse off the nut
Bitch, we going nuts, bitch ’bout to bust
Me and all my dogs staying up
Sleep is for the weak so I tweak going dumb

You know I get wicked
You know I get down
You know I get wicked
You know I get down
You know I get down
You know I get down

Smack that, when she playin' Buju in the motherfucking hatchback
How you throwin' all that ass expectin' me to catch that?
Knew you tryna tell me with that Tennessee accent
This a crazy story, wait a minute, let me backtrack
She just told me grip up on her shoulders, make her back crack
Said her pussy water, I'm a dog and I'ma lap that
Heard me hit that high note, I kiss on her and she match that
She said, "What you talkin' boy, I'm sick of all the backchat"

Does your man even exist? Lil’ bitch, I ain't seen him yet
Tear that ass up, make your man do the RENTAL vid
Slim thick and she finna hit like a cigarette
Take you where you want, like my Glock if you take the stick
Señorita, qué lo qué
Ooh lil' mami what you knew what you say
She boricua with the braids
I guess she a genius way she do it with the brain
Throw it 'til you're tapping out, throw it 'til your back blow out
Throw it like you Tarzan, this big dick you swinging on
Ass ripple like avalanche, dancing, I'm skiing on it
Hit my cup slow to this, drop it low to this
No, I don't miss the bitch, 'cause I don't miss, bitch
Hit my cup slow to this, drop it low to this
No, I don't miss the bitch, 'cause I don't miss, bitch

You know I get wicked
You know I get down
You know I get wicked
You know I get down
You know I get down
You know I get down