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Ice T

Genres: Hip-Hop

Shit Hit The Fan Lyrics - Ice T

Shawnie Shawn ] 

Yo, what's goin on Ice? 

[ Ice-T ] 

Yo what's up Shawnie Shawn? 

Man, just trippin off this girl, man 

[ Shawnie Shawn ] 

Girls? 

You? 

The Iceberg? 

Aw man, come on, spill it, man 

 

She was a swinger 

Talkin 'bout high post 

She was the most 

Knew she was fine, dope, fly 

She didn't have to try 

She brought a eye on my eye in a crowded club 

I tried to stare the girl down, but she didn't budge 

She moved through the crowd in a straight line 

The closer she got, mad thoughts ran through my mind 

Yo, what would I say, yo, how would I chill? 

My mind drew a blank, the whole scene was ill 

She stepped in the light, she was dynamite 

Her eyes said, "I wanna be with you all night 

I wanna rub you down, I wanna kiss, caress your soul 

Make your body warm and cold 

Do everything sexually you ever heard" 

And she hadn't said a single word.. 

I said, "Damn, what the hell am I gonna do?" 

But my eyes said the same things too 

I tried to speak, she put a finger across my lips 

Followed it with a kiss 

She said, "I want you bad," and she moved in next to me 

This woman spelled out ecstacy 

Said, "I've seen on the movies and TV 

I love your records, but I ain't no groupie 

Just wanna love ya, cause you're a real man 

And you deserve this lovin like only I can" 

I wanted her bad, and I am a man 

That night the shit hit the fan 

 

[ Shawnie Shawn ] 

Damn, man 

Keep on with it, man 

Come on now kick it, man 

You gotta kick it right, though 

Let me know what's up 

 

She had a 500 S-E-L airtight 

Cellular phone, brand-new, it was white on white 

As we walked to the car, I couldn't help but recognize 

Her small waist and sexy thighs 

She had a beach house she owned and a restaurant 

Took me in her crib and put Sade on 

As the waves hit the rocks in the moonlight 

She came up behind me and squeezed me real tight 

My mind started to trip, flip, roll, and roam 

What about my girl who's at sleep at home? 

But before I could lock in on that thought 

She broke out with a new men's watch that she had bought 

She put it round my wrist, it was a perfect fit 

And said in my ear, "Want you to have it" 

Then she unzipped her dress, dropped it to the ground 

My mind was totally blown by now 

She gazed at me nude in the moonlight 

Pumps still on, her body was firm and tight 

I looked at her breasts as they glistened and rised 

Right before my eyes 

And all I could say to myself was, "Damn.." 

The night the shit hit the fan 

 

[ Shawnie Shawn ] 

Man, man, man 

I understand... 

(The night the shit hit the fan) 

Come on now 

I feel it 

Come on 

(The night the shit hit the fan) 

Damn, man 

It's all that 

Shit 

Come on, Ice 

Kick that shit 

 

Now I'm a player, I been all around the world 

Made love to many girls 

But tonight this was the big league 

And I was worryin about fatigue 

I wanna do this girl, so she won't forget me 

And I knew that she'd let me 

She moved close and took my shirt off 

She said my skin was soft 

Then slipped her hand 

Between my stomach and my waist band 

Man, I couldn't take it no more 

Fuck the bedroom, we use the kitchen floor 

We hit skins all weekend 

We didn't even eat, we just hit em again 

I love to think about how it went down 

But she's no longer around 

Left town with some fly guy 

She's on some island drinkin D'Acqueray's and Mai Thai's 

But she gave me the keys to the beach house 

She knows what I'm about, at least now she figured out 

I ain't nothin but a straight up man 

And I might need those keys the next time the shit hits the fan 

 

Yeah 

 

Uh! 

 

Yeah 

 

Uh.. 

 

Yeah 

 

Uh 

 

I want her 

 

[ Shawnie Shawn ] 

Damn 

All that, all that 

And after all that 

You know? 

You always know, man 

In the long run 

You meet another one like the other one 

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