Yo Lyte, can we swing some of this? Nah, nah man I can't sing No? What you mean, no? Fuck that motherfucking bullshit Kiss my motherfucking ass People call me Strokes, A.K.A. you know the Iceman When it comes to sex, you know my motto yes I can, can Never will I front, pass it up or let it walk by And if I don't get that ass, well at least I did try I know the games P.M.S. must run through you You set it up so no man can ever do you But when you need your weave done, honey read my lips You can beg all you want but you gets jack shit I don't play, I work hard for my money 5, 6, 7 days a week, shit ain't funny Now if sex is old fashioned and you're not selling out If you're not giving it up, you better spit that gum out You wanna what? You must be bugging A minute and a half of having sex, that ain't loving You couldn't please me if you had his dick That moaning you heard means you were making me sick So don't front and lie like you were all that in bed When I rolled your fat ass over you were nervous and scared Mr. Love man, you ain't shit You better get your homies to suck your own dick When it comes to sex you get mo better 'Cause I was on your shit even when you had the jetta It's '93 now and all that shit done passed So stop frontin' miss 'cause I want that ass What you what you can't get so step off, there's no room You wanna zoom-a-zoom? Not in this poom poom So let me tell you something Mr. Why-you-can't-quit Save what you can do 'cause that's some bullshit So go and tell your friends, you know, the ones you got gassed To take a cold shower 'cause you get no ass I want ass. Yeah, and you just the type of woman that's gon' give it to me Step off, I ain't havin' that! Stop playin', stop playin', take your clothes off and let's get busy Take my clothes off? I ain't got time for this bullshit Who the fuck do you think you're dealing with here? Yo, I rolled your fat ass over, and you was scared homie And if you don't get the fuck out of my face, they gon be carryin' your black ass outta here Get the fuck out of here How you like that shit? Yeah, so what you sayin'? What I'm sayin', what I'm sayin', muthafucka, this is my song and this is the end of that shit, goddamn it! Fuck that! Look woman, fuck that, I don't want no ass from you no more Look, just step the fuck