Sex Out South lyrics

[Chorus: Tech N9ne & Krizz Kaliko]
Sex out south, hit, in and out
Screamin' and cussin', bustin' it out
Sex out south, freaks comin' out
S.O.S. is what it's all about
Sex out south, hit, in and out
Screamin' and cussin', bustin' it out
Sex out south, freaks comin' out
S.O.S. is what it's all about

[Verse 1: Kutt Calhoun]
I got this b*tch named Janae from Olathe, baby girl was flagrant
Into b*tches 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 di-nick and came all over the sofa
But this ho from the "O", she was cold, didn't like to swallow it
A pole to the back of the throat, kept a b*tch from vomittin
She begged for a di*k 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 and Alice, white and Phillipino
One on my di*k and one tossin' my salad off in the casino
Real sex ain't got sh*t on these vets, told 'em they could keep me
Even thought about writin' the check, I'm coocoo for a threezy
To all you b*tches and hoes livin' your life unexposed
You better peep this: out south b*tches is pros
If you don't know how it goes, you besta follow your nose
Get on some freak sh*t, now follow as the story is told
It's like..
[Chorus: Tech N9ne & Krizz Kaliko]
Sex out south, hit, in and out
Screamin' and cussin', bustin' it out
Sex out south, freaks comin' out
S.O.S. is what it's all about
Sex out south, hit, in and out
Screamin' and cussin', bustin' it out
Sex out south, freaks comin' out
S.O.S. is what it's all about

[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
I know you heard that I
Talk a lot of sh*t about a b*tch
But I'm 'bout to swerve this time
And talk about a different kinda chick
The ones who love the di*k constantly, in and out
Even like to put it in her mouth
And I'm not talkin' about northbound b*tches
I'm talkin' 'bout those b*tches 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 givin' a f*ck about your other b*tches
n*gga petty sh*t is second nature
Throw 'em in the mix n*gga, f*ck '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 b*tches
Get it from the back, they lovin' the di*k too
Down North women, they hate but b*tch boo
I know you don't like what I'm sayin', but it's true
And y'all be f*ckin' them b*tches like we be f*ckin' them b*tches
We be out for the pus*y and then we duckin' you b*tches
Nothing you never could tell a n*gga we could gonna be f*ckin'
Never stoppin' it 'cause I ain't had enough of you b*tches
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
Do the damn thing with one and switch
Any other women hatin', got a n*gga waitin'
For that weak sh*t you pitch
Lay that shid-it di-down, bid-itch
Quit it, sit down trid-ick, skidip now b*tch
[Chorus: Tech N9ne & Krizz Kaliko]
Sex out south, hit, in and out
Screamin' and cussin', bustin' it out
Sex out south, freaks comin' out
S.O.S. is what it's all about
Sex out south, hit, in and out
Screamin' and cussin', bustin' it out
Sex out south, freaks comin' out
S.O.S. is what it's all about

[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' with
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 get you 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 n*ggas 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 b*tches 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 and it spits then go ballistic
I jump over pus*y for head
I get to rockin' the bed, they heard us outside screamin'
"Southside!"
[Chorus: Tech N9ne & Krizz Kaliko]
Sex out south, hit, in and out
Screamin' and cussin', bustin' it out
Sex out south, freaks comin' out
S.O.S. is what it's all about
Sex out south, hit, in and out
Screamin' and cussin', bustin' it out
Sex out south, freaks comin' out
S.O.S. is what it's all about