Quickie lyrics

[Intro: Scarface]
*Yawning*
sh*t, I'm tireder than a motherf*cker
Need some pus*y badder than a motherf*cker
See if this b*tch is home
*Dialing phone*

[Verse 1: Scarface]
Hello?
Hello darlin', how you feelin', it's Akshen
Fine how are you?
Aww just maxin'
Been thinkin' of you
Yeah? Well let's get together
Okay
Let me take me a sh*t, and I'ma meet you at 11
Ayyo bring a friend, I got a buddy with me
Ain't got no friend (What?) just come and get me
I guess you know what's up
Yeah, I know what's up
I ain't down for a love affair, I just wanna f*ck
Please come get me
Yo, don't bullsh*t me
She thinks I want a long one but I just want a quickie

[Interlude]
*Moaning*
[Verse 2: Scarface]
Knocked on her window, didn't want to wake the parents
Came to the door, and the b*tch was just starin'
Come on, girl, yo, what the f*ck is up?
Why you rushin'?
You rollin' with a n*gga, b*tch, or what?
Walked out lookin' kinda sexy
Jumped in the vehicle, and you know what happened next, G
Took her about an hour to get hot, heh
But once I got her started it was hard to make it stop
She started makin noises, and then the heavy breathin'
I started suckin' her titties and rubbin' the pus*y
Easy, he-he-he, yeah, but anyway
She was more like beggin', and pleadin' for the f*ckin'
Unzipped my trousers, and then started suckin'
Had me sayin' sh*t, I grabbed her by the sweater
She wants to lick my booty, I guess I betta let her
Once I came I didn't want the b*tch to kiss me
Thought I wanted a long one but I only wanted a quickie
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, word, yeah

[Interlude]
*Moaning*

[Verse 3: Scarface]
Drove her back home, she was lookin' kinda frantic
I gave the b*tch some di*k, I couldn't understand it
Hey yo, what's the problem?
I ain't even c*m, I shoulda stayed home
Yeah, but I'da still got me some
Where's your clip, get your sh*t and go
She looked me in my eyes, shook her head and said, "No"
She'da killed me if I didn't f*ck her right
So I got on that ass and f*cked the pus*y all night
She was c*min' hectic, two nuts at a time
It really didn't matter, cause, man, this b*tch was fine
She was slippin' off the seats so I caught her
The girl had the lips that made me wanna f*ck her harder
Grabbed me by my hand, she was moanin', "Brad"
Opened up some more, and f*cked her in the ass
The b*tch was gettin' married, but all that's fine
I gave the girl a f*ckin' that would last a lifetime
Oooh when I get home my girl is gonna get me
It turned into a long one but I only wanted a quickie