Do You Want It

[Killah Priest]

Whiny, whiny

Uh, yeah, turn it up

There you go

Ladies, yo

Legs, y'all know I like dem

White or black or light skinned

Chinese, big or tiny

Right between the legs is where you find me

In the bed, gettin mad head

Hit it from the back, made her bite up on the spread

Grabbin pillows, yo ass right in the middle

She gets excited, and calfs start to tremble

I rough ride her, when my dick up inside her

Have em buggin out and actin all retarded

'Damn, Priest, look what you started'

(Hush) Lemme finish my job then

Roll over, roll one, I'm sober

Come back to the bed with a snicker and a soda

Was it good? (Hmm)

Well that's what I told ya

Was it hood? (Hmm)

From the bed to the sofa

[Chorus: Woman Voice (Killah in CAPS)]

Do you want me? (YEAH)

If you had me would you freak me? (YEAH)

Do you wanna feel me deeply? (HELL YEAH)

Then come here and give it to me (UH HUH, UH HUH)

Do you want me? (YEAH)

If you had me would you freak me? (YEAH)

Do you wanna feel me deeply? (HELL YEAH)

Then come on and put it in me (UH HUH, UH HUH)

[Killah Priest]

I love fat hips, full lips and thick thighs

Now ladies, take down my dick size

About that long, or maybe this wide

She says she love the way that it fits inside

Have em catchin fits, throwin up gang signs

Old school cat, hit em off Saint Ives

Talking in tounge til the bitches go blind

Slow down baby, bout to lose yo mind

Now, I lick on breasts, the honeys impressed

Talk about sex til we both undressed

Til she's in bed, tryna put me to the test

Then I beat upon that flesh to put her ass to rest

I can, go for hours, control my power

This position is called the lotus flower

Now the chick is strung, like the way that I'm hung

Cause I could drive it like a slave all the way to her lungs

Aaaaahhh

[Chorus]

[Killah Priest]

Hold up ladies, lemme tell y'all one thing

G strings and I like that tongue ring

You really freaky, come over and freak me

Get on top, you all hot and leaky

Oh you need me, know how to please me

You just like the way the ring is on the pinky

Calling me daddy, talkin all trashy

I'm into that fatty, bring that wagweed

I pulled that hair, put that there

Put those up there, lets use that chair

Bring those fruits out, I got ideas

Belly to belly, hands cuffed under that jelly

Split that muff and disrupt the tele

Damn girl, you got a six pack

Small pack, honey sit back

I'ma freak ya like 'How you did that?'

[Chorus x2]

[Fade]