Boomerang movie - Hot Sex lyrics

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Song by A Tribe Called Quest<br /><br>

[Chorus]<br>

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[Verse One: Phife]<br>

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Ayo who wanna pull on Phifer long time no hear from<br>

Suckers walkin' around talking about they could get some<br>

But that pop is non cypher, no can do<br>

And if you think I'm a dope, then ask the other crew<br>

And I proceed to let you know, exactly how to flow<br>

I'm not Lawn Doctor so just step off with the hoe<br>

Oops my mistake I didn't know you went with her<br>

Should I run down the line of the all the kids that done hit her<br>

Don't be bitter, I hear that honey resembles a critter<br>

I heard she likes to do one-one my man John Ritter<br>

But back to the subject you can't catch wreck<br>

You must get respect, to earn respect<br>

Suckers think they could herb me cuz know I where specks<br>

You're full of jokes, but you your name ain't flex<br>

I got the riches, the bitches, I'm large like a Huxtable<br>

You think you're all that but you're girl's quite doable<br>

Yeah, I'm tellin' you G, to back up off me<br>

I'm not a mad cohort, but I'm not Mr. Softee<br>

Rappin' is an art, coming straight from the heart<br>

So forget the chart because the action can start<br>

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[Chorus]<br>

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[Verse Two: Q-Tip]<br>

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Where ya at? To all my peoples with the funk<br>

I'm the undercover brother dump your hoe in the trunk<br>

Save all the sad songs and the tearjerkers<br>

Niggaz step up it's the lyrical worker<br>

The poems that I create ain't in paper back books<br>

The poems that I create are for hookers and the crooks<br>

My mental is excelling cuz I dabble in the books<br>

I'm not the one to front on, so suboops-suboops<br>

Yo I gets the pickens, I'm such a damn Dickens<br>

If you step to this then the plot just thickens<br>

I'll run you around the track like a bunny and a dog<br>

To me, your just another MC on the log<br>

A link on the chain, fluid on the brain<br>

I boast of hype lyrics, and yours are mardane<br>

See I can't maintain, especially if you come back<br>

I'm the lyrical master blaster, yeah I can do that<br>

I can also do your girl, so leave the hoe at home<br>

Cuz when I get done, I'll have her strung on bones<br>

It's the no-joke pressure, that elevates my mind<br>

Makes me pick up and go when it's time to drop a rhyme<br>

My title is locked, the Abstract poetic<br>

I'm in the idle mode but my energy's kinetic<br>

So smooth and debonair, especially for the ear<br>

Gotta keep my thing in gear cuz it's evident and clear<br>

That I will rock, rock, rock [fades away]<br>

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[Chorus]<br>

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