f*ckonthe1stdate lyrics

[Intro: Jamie Madrox]
Hi! My name's Lisa
I'm what some people call a sex addict
I mean, just because I like to have sex with a lot of boys
Doesn't make me a freak, ok?
I mean, yeah I like to do it doggy style
And suck c*ck, and all that, you know?
I mean, I usually just tell 'em
"Pull that motherf*cker out and let me see it, get started"

[Verse 1: Monoxide & Jamie Madrox]
Now let me introduce myself as the man
f*ckin' every b*tch in the world that says I can
And I won't even play with the b*tches that don't f*ck
All I know, you could be a dude with ya nuts tucked (Mmm, f*ck)
I don't need all the stress and all the games
(So why don't you call me anymore?)
(Sure, you just f*ck me one time, and now you don't know me?)
And all the callin' me names and frontin' like you're sane, b*tch
You ain't sh*t but a ho and a trick
And all you're good for is hopefully f*cking and sucking di*k
Wanna blame it on my music? Well that'll never happen
'Cause I was f*ckin' hoes like you before the rappin'
Goin' get me to slappin' on that ass and butt cheek
And get my di*k to splashin' and c*mmin' on bed sheets
I'm a lunatic, weirdo, lookin' to get laid
Any hookers here tonight is lookin' to get paid?
f*ck that, I won't spend no nickel on no ass
I don't even want no stinkin' b*tches thinkin' about my cash
[Chorus]
b*tch, is you coming out of them pants?
I'm trying to figure out whether or not I'm getting ass
You calling me a freak, say I'm moving too fast
But if you don't f*ck on the first date I'm leaving that ass
b*tch, is you coming out of them pants?
I'm trying to figure out whether or not I'm getting ass
You calling me a freak, say I'm moving too fast
But if you don't f*ck on the first date I'm leaving that ass

[Over Chorus: Monoxide]
[Look, b*tch, you must not know how to f*ck?]
Honestly, we ain't the friendliest motherf*ckers
Thinking I'm [?]
Giving you a hug, walking around the block
We want the motherf*ckin' ass
If I want you longer than twenty-two minutes?
Something ain't right, b*tch, you gotta bounce?
Believe that

[Verse 2: Jamie Madrox]
Big b*tch with the big lips (Oh my)
I'm a young n*gga with crazy funk in my hips (So hard)
And I can make you do things you're afraid to do
And by the end of the night, you want me to f*ck you
Hey b*tch, that's a nice ass
Lemme see you strip down to flesh and show me a flash dance
Got me risin' in my pants, and I'm pitchin' a tent
It's just a video camera, no need to get upset
Hey b*tch, do you like sex? Well, me too
I'm gon' pull my di*k out and this is what we gon' do
f*ck 'til the sun comes up and fall asleep
Leavin' pussies battered, abused, and numb for weeks
You say you never sucked di*k, a minor obstacle
Just pretend that my di*k is a popsicle
And lick it all on the sides and tip
You got creamsicle filling on ya tongue and lips
[Chorus]
b*tch, is you coming out of them pants?
I'm trying to figure out whether or not I'm getting ass
You calling me a freak, say I'm moving too fast
But if you don't f*ck on the first date I'm leaving that ass
b*tch, is you coming out of them pants?
I'm trying to figure out whether or not I'm getting ass
You calling me a freak, say I'm moving too fast
But if you don't f*ck on the first date I'm leaving that ass

[Over Chorus: Monoxide]
Hoes are some skantless-ass motherf*ckers
They think they slick and be like
"Hell yeah, I'm f*ckin'"
When you get 'em alone, they ain't f*ckin' no more
What happened, ho? Everything was all fun and games
Freaky deaky [?] whatever
Take 'em to the house and they like [?]
[?]

[Verse 3: Monoxide]
You can tell it from the get-go, b*tch, I ain't the one
And strictly for your info, b*tch, you ain't the bomb
I done f*cked many two and three hoes at the time
And the most hoes I f*cked in one night is like five (Damn!)
You can say I'm addicted to sex
But if you know my steez, then you know I'm addicted to death
Monoxide f*ckin' b*tches left and right
Let a killer know if ya f*ckin' tonight
[Verse 4: Jamie Madrox & Monoxide]
Hey b*tch, do you shave your peach?
I can check cause your beaver is within my arm reach
(Just so stubbly) Leave a rash on my c*ck
Burned up, cradling tubs of Icy Hot
Hey b*tch, would you finger your box (Ooh, smell my finger)
And rub the butt of the n*gga named Madrox?
Half hour killer with an hour worth a di*k
So do you wanna f*ck? Hey you, hey b*tch!

[Chorus: Monoxide]
b*tch, is you coming out of them pants?
I'm trying to figure out whether or not I'm getting ass
You calling me a freak, say I'm moving too fast
But if you don't f*ck on the first date I'm leaving that ass
b*tch, is you coming out of them pants?
I'm trying to figure out whether or not I'm getting ass
You calling me a freak, say I'm moving too fast
But if you don't f*ck on the first date I'm leaving that ass

[Over Chorus: Monoxide]
I don't care what kind of motherf*cker you is
[?] [with another b*tch?]
That's f*ckin'
If you don't say that's f*ckin', then you a faggot, flat the f*ck out
If you ain't f*ckin' hoes, you ain't f*ckin' with me
Keep that sh*t to the back
All you hoes that ain't f*ckin', eat a n*gga di*k!

[Outro: Jamie Madrox]
Get the f*ck out!
Stupid b*tch!
What the f*ck you think this is?
I take you out to dinner
Maybe to a movie, and you don't wanna f*ck?!?
Who the f*ck you think you are
Motherf*ckin' Liz Claiborne, b*tch?
I don't like that sh*t, and I don't like you!
So if you ain't f*ckin', you need to bounce, b*tch!
That's on my moms!
I'm lookin' for ass, money, and dead sh*t!