1-800-IM-Horny lyrics

[Intro: Too $hort]
Yeah, like that
Yeah, twerk it from the front
Nah, nah, not that booty shake sh*t
Sick of these hoes running 'round here shakin' all that ass, man, b*tch shakin' her ass at the party
Then you get the b*tch home and f*ck her and the b*tch can't f*ck
Damn, b*tch, you dance like you could f*ck, what the f*ck happened? (b*tch)
Can I get a b*tch that know how to f*ck?
Do any of you b*tches know how to f*ck? (b*tch)

[Verse 1: Kamaiyah]
Oh, you gon' f*ck me like that?
Keep f*cking me good, I'll keep f*ckin' right back
To keep this sh*t a hunnid like stacks
I heard you had some good di*k, didn't know you swung it like that
That's facts, I like the way that you thug it
Hands on my hips, lick your lips while we f*ckin'
Push it real good, push it good, keep pumpin'
Even if we are something, don't tell a b*tch nothin'
No, I don't like these hoes in my business
They can't speak on it if it never gets mentioned
I swear, God as my witness
I never get sprung off my n*ggas that give di*k
I hit them, yes, I hit them
No cap, n*gga, I f*ck them senseless
All night long I f*ck them endless
If you f*ckin' me, don't f*ck my b*tches
[Chorus: Kamaiyah]
f*ck me slowly
Come gimme that sh*t like you owe me, ayy
But don't f*ck my homies
I'm cuffing that sh*t, you mine only, ayy
Whenever you want me
Call 1-800 I'm horny, ayy
Whenever you lonely
Call 1-800 I'm horny, ayy

[Verse 2: Kamaiyah]
1-800 I'm horny, that's right
1-800 I'm horny, let's vibe
Call those digits, I'll be sure to arrive
All these b*tches say they freaks but they ain't f*ckin' like I
I keep a freak b*tch on her knees bent
Givin' me head, n*gga, give her deep di*k
Out in public, we don't do no speakin'
But up in private, we be on some freak sh*t
I keep a n*gga that's strokin', giving me that dope di*k
I'm a dope b*tch, coming straight up outta Oakland
Only liked a n*gga that's a certified dope man
Finger on the trigger, bangin' on some West Coast sh*t
M-O-B, spend money on b*tches
Ain't trickin' if you got it, baby, it ain't gold diggin'
Keep me a b*tch that's always gon' listen
'Cause I blow a bag and she don't f*ck with broke n*ggas
[Chorus: Kamaiyah]
f*ck me slowly
Come gimme that sh*t like you owe me, ayy
But don't f*ck my homies
I'm cuffing that sh*t, you mine only, ayy
Whenever you want me
Call 1-800 I'm horny, ayy
Whenever you lonely
Call 1-800 I'm horny

[Outro: Too $hort]
I'm right here, b*tch, I'm bringin' it, bring it
What the f*ck you got?
You was on the dance floor, one leg in the air, b*tch, tearin' sh*t up
Put a di*k in you, the b*tch stiff as f*ck
I need a b*tch that know how to twerk from the front, mayne
Twerk that pus*y, b*tch
Like that, hell yeah, like that
Can't come at a n*gga like me with that weak sh*t (b*tch)