[Kool Keith]
Who's that talk of this town?
That talk of this town
That talk of this town
Talk of this town
That talk of this town
That talk of this town

[Chorus]
Ta-talk sex
Ta-talk sex
Talk sex
Ta-talk se-sex
Ta-talk sex
Ta-talk sex
Talk sex
Ta-talk se-sex

[Verse 1: Kool Keith]
Circulated let your ass, titties shake
Bite off my dick like a soosicule (?)
How you like to play? Holla if your pussy-cat's off its sway
Lick it like cream
Girls say my cock tastes like tangerines
My romance and themes
Pump your ass like gasoline
Maple syrup, your pancakes
Use your asscheeks to play paddy-cake
Bakers man, make you lick my pubic hair in a barber centre in the Netherlands (?)
Swallow loads of cum and tell your friends
I'm Popeye eatin' spinach in a 600 Benz
Take your Nike shorts off in the gym
Put my finger in your asshole like a card in an ATM
You need cash? Watch what you say to men
Bust a nut in your weave, stay in my studio and pay your rent
Don't tell me shit about rap Snap potato chips
I write a hit while you spit your saliva on my dick
Drink me dry, release in your eye and get your learner's permit
Fix your legs, pump while you takin' a shit
Play with my cock-a-spaniel, call me Daniel
Turn the fast rappin' and screamin' shit off
Ladies light some candles
Suck my cock with your tube socks from American Apparel
[Chorus]
Talk sex
Talk sex
Talk sex
Talk sex
Talk sex
Talk sex
Talk sex
Talk sex

[Verse 2: Rouge]
I only shake my laffy taffy for a real n***a
Gotta have ill figures
We don't rock Hilfiger
Turn-a turn-a, right before he beat it off
Suction cup he's B-cups
On the edge of C's bra
Balance on that libra
Never get it twisted, I'm a dancer
Yes-uh, put some stink on it and romance ya
Ben G (?) full of wit, snobbin' on a classy
Lead a mass in one spa
Slap it with a cape and
Wooh, leave 'em shakin'
Uh, leave me shakin'
Takin' missed calls
While I'm walkin' 'round naked
And I'm never fakin'
Yeah I better get off 'fore I leave his pets faceless
Ruin his reputation
Leavin' this n***a basin'
Talk sex, talk less, uh
Put your face in his plate, uh
Eat sushi, say your grace, uh
Plan B, never late, uh
Talk sex, talk less, uh
Talk sex, talk less, uh
Get on your knees, show some respect, uh
Put your tongue between his breasts, uh
[Chorus]
Talk sex
Talk sex
Talk sex
Talk sex
Talk sex
Talk sex
Talk sex
Talk sex

[Verse 3: Kidmiddi]
Talkin' sex, yeah
Yeah we talkin' sex
Got her puss-it has asthma
Ketchup, oh she lost blood, she need her plasma
Yeah I'm on her screen TV, they heeby-jeebies
Oh girl if you can't fuck, get the fuck away from me
Yeah I'm so gracefully, uh
Need my space with thee, uh
Put in place with thee, uh
I put my dick in taste of tee
Yeah I'm so moon-luscious, mooticious
Yeah her booty's so good I called her booticious
Ra, eat her ass out, call me the man-vicious
Ha, ain't no competition
Uh, y'all can't even see my chicken dinner
Put it in the microwave
I ain't fuckin' with them... wave
I know I gotta pave my way in the game
I gotta show that my name gon' make some change
But we gon' rearrange, right?
Got her booty tight
When she got her appetite
But my dick, I call it kryptonite
What we gon' do tonight?
[Chorus]
Talk sex
Talk sex
Talk sex
Talk sex
Talk sex
Talk sex
Talk sex