Sex Out South

[Chorus: Tech N9ne & Big Krizz Kaliko] x2 Sex out south-some hit in and out Screamin n cussin-some bustin it out Sex out south-some freaks comin out Sex O.S. is what it's all about [Verse 1: Kutt Kalhoun] I got this bitch named Janae from Olathe Baby girl was flavor Into bitches and sexual favors Told me I could take it Got a fetish addicted to pain Wanted me to choke her While she sat on my dinck came All over the sofa But this ho from the o she was cold Didn't like to swallow it A pull to the back of the throat Kept a bitch from vomittin She begged for a dick in her ass Baby liked it anal But my head was too big for her ass So I used my fingers Down to Dallas with Rita & Alice White and Phillipino One on my dick and one tossin my salad Off in the casino Real sex ain't got shit on these vets Told em they could keep me Even thought about writin the check I'm coocoo for a threezy To all em bitches and hoes that leave your life unexposed You better peak this out south bitches as pros If you don't know how it goes You besta follow your nose Get on some freak shit Now follow as the story is told It's like.. [Chorus] x2 [Verse 2: Tech N9ne] I know you heard, that, I, talk a lot of shit about a bitch But I'm bout to swerve, this, time And talk about a different kinda chick The ones who love the dick constantly, in and out Even like to put it in her mouth And I'm not talkin about Northbound bitches I'm talkin bout those bitches out south You can find em in the 50's, all the way to Grandview You can get em up in Overland Park and Olathe They keep hella paper Never given a fuck about your other bitches nigga petty shit is second nature Throw em in the mix, nigga fuck em with a friend They will be callin you so they can do it again You ain't gotta spend, ain't gotta pretend Call her up and tell her you needed to put it in And not just white, there's hella beautiful black bitches Give it from the back, they lovin the dick too Down North women, they hate but bitch boo I know you don't like what I'm sayin ,but it's true And ya'll be fuckin the bitches like we be fuckin the bitches We be out for the pussy and then we duckin you bitches Nothing you never could tell a nigga we could gonna be fuckin Never stoppin it cause I ain't had enough of you bitches Now, sex out south you can put it in her mouth And you don't need help from Hitch You can find em in a house of six Pretty damn thing with one and switch Any other women hatin, got a nigga waitin For that weak shit you pitch Lay that shid-it di-down, bid-itch Quit it, sit down trid-icks, skidip now BITCH [Chorus] x2 [Verse 3: Krizz Kaliko] I'm talkin bout chicks at center Where I'm from St. Theresa's, Bishop Hogan up in her Hickman Mills, Ruskin them the ones that I be tusslin' wit Now I'mma get mine, and I'm hopin you get yours, before I'm THROUGH Cause Kali be mackin' them hoes fast And if ya lucky to getcha a piece of evil ass whoo Where the redbones Cause them the ones I love out South get my head gone And they never wanna let me pull it out when I'm in em So I'm pullin the rubber out When I need it I'm takin the southern route And if it's late at night, clutch your lady tight When me and my niggas is out south Get it with no doubt Sit it in your mouth If ya with it then baby let me hit it in down south Still I got too many bitches that are (close to me) And the ladies were really lookin like they (hoes to me) Like a, like a, lover I got to get some more of her Oochee coochie the way you do me You really give it to me when we be (under the covers) Felicia (Oh) I'm glad to meet ya But when you kiss this this and it spits then go ballistic I jump over pussy for head I get to rockin' the bed They heard us outside screamin' SOUTHSIDE [Chorus] x2