Coochie Bang... Songtext / Lyric

Brothers better strap they thang-thang

Ladies, don't let them in if they don't have a condom

Brothers better strap they thang-thang

Ladies, don't let them in if they don't have a condom






Some days I wake up grumpy

On other days, I let the brother sleep

But if there's no peace for the peace [?]

I say peace to the beast in heat

Let's talk about a Slim Jim jimmy chance in hell

If you can't protect a peck, your chances fail

That's just the pride I keep

He could great sideways, inside out

But still left on the side street

That's just a bare fact

My definition of bareback?

"Come at me bare? Don't come back"

Slap!

Try fittin' with a mitten

So you won't be trippin' and flippin'

And skinnydipping in the queen's kitten

So come and get candid

Kiss the candy

No claps

Can't stand me if I offend he

You can't be saved by the skin on your teeth

But the skin on your friend

Could be your end, to say the least

Peace

And I won't give a thang

Cause I'm down with the true crew

Down with the coochie bang



Slick, kick a groove

Don't show the trick in you

Fit the move smooth

Or forget it with the stick-and-move

And don't get tricky with the kissy poo

And don't say "don't be cruel" when I'm dissin' you

Kissin' you don't mean stickin' you

And If I was wishing to

Then you gotta know who I listen to

Like TLC

Me in heat

When lovin' me, couldn't care

If your hat was 2 da back, G

Don't turn the caution off

Turn it often

And don't say "always" then "often" and soften

Someday soon, you got to get to love what you got

Then you get love a lot

Get the point, yah?

You get faded like the face of any great sir

Slow down the fast pace, sir, until it's safer

And I won't give a thang

Because I'm down with the true crew

Down with the coochie bang



Some go from this one to that one

From wick-wick to wack one

You face one, you place one

The safe one's a strapped one

And I don't wanna buy my friends

Forget your promises and use your "condom" sense

Or I'm a glimpse

Then I'm gone

So long

The only thing that's on is your clothes

Now go home

And you can ho 'til the snow's gone

And I'll be here 'til the last hard head dead ho's gone

Either strap up or pack up is my motto

You say, "I wanna stay"

I say, "I know, yo, but bye. Go."

Let's take it to the extent

If you love her, when you rub her

Brother, take her hint (word)

And I won't give a thang

Because I'm down with the true crew

Down with the coochie bang