Uh.. Come on [3X] State your business Come on Let's make it hot Come on (word) Let's make it hot Come on Let's make it hot Come on, let's make it hot (
Let's keep it funky and live, just like the bassline My girl will lick your clit, the bitch is on this shit Close your eyes you'll swear you're fuckin
2X Test that nigga, rush that nigga get that nigga, man bust that nigga [Chorus 2] You wanna front on me in front of them hoes (Fuck you) you wanna
the d, yeah Ain't nuthin' like a 2 live party When them ho's freak everybody Them other girls just ball me But the 2 live girls make me so horny I had
fuck is a fuck! (Fool!) Chorus (3x): Mr. Mixx A fuck is a fuck, NIGGA! A fuck is a fuck, HOE! (A fuck is a fuck, NIGGA! Yo, Marquis, kick that shit
Check it out ya'll, ch-ch-check it out ya'll 2-2 Live Crew, 2 li-2 li-2 li-2 Live Crew Fresh-fresh-fresh Kid Ice, tre-tre-Treach Dee Jay Bro-brother Marquis
s so simple *bang bang* Now that's what I call a Holy Temple You put a nigga to the test But if you fuck with me, then you fuckin with the best I'm wettin
, so DROP THAT SHIT!! Chorus (2x): I got some money if that's the answer! Come and be my private dancer! (3x) Sittin' here wonderin' who can I phone
freaky behavior Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice To some she's shy and to others she's wild But to her daddy she's an innocent child Not knowing what's happening
I come!] Verse 2: Brother Marquis Marquis is the man, and I'm on a mission To make a lot of money is my main ambition Fuck niggas, and fuck hoes too
the set, who did I see? A fuck-nigga from Atlanta named after me! (What??) I put that red dot up against his head And said "Fuck-ass nigga, I should
eenie-meenie, minie-mo, 20 blunts a day, sticky, sticky indo, 20 blunts a day, step aside an let me blaze 20 blunts a day. Blazed. *(2 live Crew
a woman being fucked] Mr. Mixx: Yeah, bitch. I know you used to clown and talk shit in high school when we was fuckin' around ... 'cause I couldn't fuck
] I'm at the peak of my age; when I wake up my dick's hard as fuck Steady stickin hoes so you know I don't press my luck I like to fuck until she bleedin
slowly Your oldie that?s for takin' it P now what?s left to play soley That?s for fuckin' wit me listen in the streets it?s a respect thang Can?t tell
just wanna be right where you at [R.O.C. talking w/ last 2 lines of chorus] Yeah we on that, let's do it, uh [Verse 2 - R.O.C.] Lord knows, flows, I