Oh yes (Next)
Honey, yes, yes (Big Pun)

Uh, yo, uh (sex)
Sex, money and drugs (money)
Where I rest it's all about whips, honeys and thugs (and drugs)
See me run with the Playboy Bunnies up in the clubs
But I only trust the homies that know me, now show me love
For my thugs, what? (Sex)
Sex, money and drugs (money)
Where I rest it's all about whips, honeys and thugs (and drugs)
See me run with the Playboy Bunnies up in the clubs
But I only trust the homies that know me, now show me love

Let's talk about sex, quiet as kept, we all X-rated
The flesh make it hard to resist, I can't take it
But I'm only human, on a quest to find a horny woman
Lonely enough to ball with me, Seis, Tone and Cuban
We run trains like Amtraks, orally remove your Tampax
To show you how a real man acts
I ain't embarrassed, but I ain't ready for no baby carriage
Especially if the date is average and I ain't a savage
We be at it like jackrabbits on my Craftmatic
So catch your breath, if you asthmatic
Let me backstab it with my magic wand, ask your moms
If Long Dong can fuck with Don Juan it's on
Got my jaw right on top of your spine, relaxin' your mind
Top of the line so it's not gonna slime
It's not just a rhyme, precious, it's my pleasure
It's just another day in the hood for me and my nigga, my niggas (sex)

Uh, sex, money and drugs (money)
Where I rest it's all about whips, honeys and thugs (and drugs)
See me run with the Playboy Bunnies up in the clubs
But I only trust the homies that know me, now show me love
For my thugs, what? (Sex)
Sex, money and drugs (money)
Where I rest it's all about whips, honeys and thugs (and drugs)
See me run with the Playboy Bunnies up in the clubs
But I only trust the homies that know me, now show me love

Ayo, I want it all, you could call me greedy or superficial
Long as my crew's official and pulls they pistols soon as I whistle
I'm tryna triple a million and split it three ways
Joe the God, full eclipsin' myself, that'll be the day
I need a way to get it, already got the ambition
Start the ignition watch for the NARCs in the marked Expedition
I'm on a mission which requires a higher position
Desire efficient keeps the fire inside of me glistenin'
And I'm infinite like math so I'm gonna last
But you wanna laugh all day, bullshittin', sittin' on your ass
I'm all about the cash and the power, I stash with the powder
The dash like hittin' ass for an hour, let's get it locked
I want a watch with baguetted rocks
So I can clock hoes with the glow that never stops
Forget the cops, we got digits and Glocks too
Ready to rock whoever tryna stop my cheddar from stockin' forever (sex)

Uh, sex, money and drugs (money)
Where I rest it's all about whips, honeys and thugs (and drugs)
See me run with the Playboy Bunnies up in the clubs
But I only trust the homies that know me, now show me love
For my thugs, what? (Sex)
Sex, money and drugs (money)
Where I rest it's all about whips, honeys and thugs (and drugs)
See me run with the Playboy Bunnies up in the clubs
But I only trust the homies that know me, now show me love

It's hard holdin' on, singin' the words to the same song
Remainin' strong through the storm but the rain is long
The pain is gone only when I sleep
But even then when I'm in it deep, I dream that I'm being beat
I seen the beast take life and say he had a knife
The truth was, he had a wife who never even had a fight
It's paradise for some and hell for others
They tell us they love us long as we kill our brothers and stay out the suburbs
These motherfuckers think we dumb and blind
But there come a time in life when I gotta fight for what is mine
So I'ma shine summertime hard, feel me rhyme, God
Alter your life table like a tripod, it's time borrowed
So you need to listen, if you puffin' weed or sniffin'
Motherfuckers always gonna treat you different
Play your position, don't get caught up in the game
'Cause snortin' cocaine, is like feedin' pork to the brain
Get it together (sex)

Sex, money and drugs (money)
Where I rest it's all about whips, honeys and thugs (and drugs)
See me run with the Playboy Bunnies up in the clubs
But I only trust the homies that know me, now show me love
For my thugs, what? (Sex)
Sex, money and drugs (money)
Where I rest it's all about whips, honeys and thugs (and drugs)
See me run with the Playboy Bunnies up in the clubs
But I only trust the homies that know me, now show me love

Sex, money and drugs (money)
Where I rest it's all about whips, honeys and thugs (and drugs)
See me run with the Playboy Bunnies up in the clubs
But I only trust the homies that know me, now show me love
For my thugs, what? (Sex)
Sex, money and drugs (money)
Where I rest it's all about whips, honeys and thugs (and drugs)
See me run with the Playboy Bunnies up in the clubs
But I only trust the homies that know me, now show me love


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