Sex Appeal
Twista Lyrics


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Whoa
And ya got that sex appeal

She had a walk too sassy
Approachin' with a dog that looked like Lassie
The lipstick, and the Fendi, Prada
Kinda lookin' all classy
Psychological tendency, proto-call
Just lookin' at the article
Weed smell on my Prada clothes
Sometimes, I trip on myself
How I spit at these modern ho's
On the two-way, poppin' and droppin' the conversation
And I'm steady staggerin'
Look at the Remy that I had last week off Madison
Tryna walk a straight line
But I can't find a pattern in her
I looked at the door
Put my drink on the floor
Cocked my nine when I opened it slow
Half-breed Chinese, sittin' a Lac
And about a hash green, plus
The audacity of the star
Strippin' and maneuver her ass like next to me
Actually, this S-E-X is testin' me
A-double-P, E-A-L
And it sound like her body is callin' me
But it might be the alcohol in me
And the sex appeal, it keep on drawin' me

Sex, sex, appeal
I'm talkin' bout sex appeal
Sex, sex, appeal
Her body keep callin' me, whoa
Sex, sex, appeal
I'm talkin' 'bout sex appeal, girl, whoa right
Sex, sex, appeal, whoa-ah

I'm finna get her off, high Hydro
Bump a crown from mista porch
Hey there lil' mama
Do you wanna come kick your heels
In the back of my Range Rove?
Wanna do what'chu did before?
Don't trip, cause "You Already Know"
C-O-M-E-B-E-W-I-X-T, that me, Belo
Just do it "Nice And Slow"
You gotta raise the door
And I don't pay for show
'Cause I don't pay fo-sho
You can grab yo' kicks and go
Put on yo (shh), let's roll
Recognize the G, true ballin'
Do or die, pimp or die, not fallin'
When we all in, yo club
Chillin' with the chiefs and the dubs
And I got love for the jiggaboos
Pop Chrys' with the niggas, and the bitches too
Dig a bitch out the Grove, like I just do
People say I'm like a statue
Spit the B in yo ear
Take you off to the real, and I match you
Sex appeal

Sex, sex, appeal
I'm talkin' bout sex appeal
Sex, sex, appeal
Her body keep callin' me, whoa
Sex, sex, appeal
I'm talkin' 'bout sex appeal, girl, whoa right
Whoa-ah, na, na, na

Go kick it wit' my niggas in the drop Regal
Do what, a Twista, Caddy, Po-Pimp sequel
On my way to the club, peek-a-boo motherfucka
But first I gotta roll one, for my people
Hate us for doin' that, saw us
Through Windy City, nightcrawlers
Who would have imagined lyricals on the legacy?
Cities legendary like, Rap-A-Lot and Legit Ballaz
Shit, let the Mo' pop, and drop the top
Ride like it's summertime in the Chi
Get'chu blind, to the abra
Blowin' lime to the sky
Rhyme til' I die, tryin' to get by
Lil' miss, lookin' tight in the coochie
Whether it's a Gucci
Love the way you do the jiggy when you walk
Soundin' like you freaky, girl, every time you talk
I know ya aura make the fellas wanna break 'em off
Hear me brotha?
Gotta try to get our feet further
Hit a lic' and feed, one-another
'Cause all we got is, each-other
I take it week after week
And to kick the flows that I freak but, uh
Roll up on a chick and spit game
Let me show you how the back seat of a Lexus feel
Take a hit of cess and chill
Girl, dressed to kill
Whippin' that sex appeal
Next appeal?

Sex, sex, appeal (whoa)
I'm talkin' bout sex appeal, hey
Sex, sex, appeal
Said her body keep
Sex, sex, appeal (callin', callin', callin' me)
Sex, sex, appeal (callin', callin', callin' me)
Sex appeal, sex, sex appeal
Sex appeal, sex appeal (talkin' about)
Sex appeal, sex, sex appeal (oh yeah)
Sex appeal, sex appeal (bring it on, bring it on)

Said ya body just callin' me
And ain't nothin' like an orgy
Back it all, girl (aah-aah)
'Cause a brotha just (aah-aah)
I'm fallin in love with her
Yes I am, yes I am
Yes I am
Whoa-ah
Said I'm still right here
Lookin' it at your heart closed




Checkin' out that Prada coat
Hmm, mmm, mmm

Overall Meaning

In Twista's song Sex Appeal, the rapper talks about his attraction to a woman who exudes sex appeal. He describes her appearance, fashion sense, and demeanor that he finds irresistible, causing him to lose his balance and trip on his own words. Throughout the song, he talks about the intensity of the sexual attraction he feels towards her, narrating his experience with precision. The song also contains vulgar language and some adult references and is generally categorized as a hip-hop or rap song.


In the first verse, Twista describes a woman who walks confidently, carrying herself with an air of sophistication. He admires her dress sense that includes Fendi, Prada, and lipstick. While he seems to appreciate the woman's beauty, Twista also highlights his struggles with being faithful, which he attributes to the sex appeal of modern women. In the second verse, Twista invokes the idea of drug and alcohol use to explain his attraction towards his muse. By the end of the song, Twista appears to have given in to his desires, leaving the listener to imagine the possible consequences.


Line by Line Meaning

And ya got that sex appeal
She possesses a captivating and alluring charm


She had a walk too sassy
Her stride exuded confidence and sassiness


Approachin' with a dog that looked like Lassie
She approached with a dog that resembled Lassie


The lipstick, and the Fendi, Prada
She adorned herself with high-end brands like Fendi and Prada


Kinda lookin' all classy
She maintained an elegant and sophisticated appearance


Psychological tendency, proto-call
Her behavior suggested underlying psychological inclinations


Just lookin' at the article
Simply observing her physical attributes


Weed smell on my Prada clothes
The scent of marijuana was present on my expensive Prada outfit


Sometimes, I trip on myself
Occasionally, I stumble and make mistakes


How I spit at these modern ho's
My ability to seduce these contemporary women


On the two-way, poppin' and droppin' the conversation
Engaging in lively and dynamic conversations via a two-way device


And I'm steady staggerin'
I feel unsteady and disoriented


Look at the Remy that I had last week off Madison
Reflecting on the Remy Martin cognac I consumed near Madison Street


Tryna walk a straight line
Attempting to maintain a sober and composed demeanor


But I can't find a pattern in her
I can't discern a consistent behavior or approach in her


I looked at the door
I directed my gaze towards the door


Put my drink on the floor
I placed my drink on the ground


Cocked my nine when I opened it slow
I cautiously opened the door while holding a loaded firearm


Half-breed Chinese, sittin' a Lac
A person of mixed Chinese heritage, seated in a Cadillac


And about a hash green, plus
Possibly referring to marijuana and money


The audacity of the star
The boldness and confidence of the celebrity


Strippin' and maneuver her ass like next to me
Dancing provocatively and positioning herself close to me


Actually, this S-E-X is testin' me
In reality, this sexual desire is challenging and tempting me


A-double-P, E-A-L
Referring to the letters that spell 'appeal'


And it sound like her body is callin' me
Her physical allure seems to be enticing me


But it might be the alcohol in me
However, it could be the influence of alcohol affecting my judgment


And the sex appeal, it keep on drawin' me
Her sex appeal continues to attract and enthrall me


I'm finna get her off, high Hydro
I'm about to pleasure her with hydroponically grown marijuana


Bump a crown from mista porch
Smoke a marijuana joint obtained from Mister Porch


Hey there lil' mama
Addressing an attractive young woman


Do you wanna come kick your heels
Would you like to relax and have a good time


In the back of my Range Rove?
In the rear compartment of my Range Rover car?


Wanna do what'chu did before?
Would you like to engage in activities we have previously done?


Don't trip, cause 'You Already Know'
Don't worry, because you are already aware of the situation


C-O-M-E-B-E-W-I-X-T, that me, Belo
Spelling out 'come be with Twista', which is his nickname, Belo


Just do it 'Nice And Slow'
Engage in the activities gradually and with patience


You gotta raise the door
You need to open the car door


And I don't pay for show
I don't pay for false displays


'Cause I don't pay fo-sho
Because I don't pay for certain things


You can grab yo' kicks and go
You're free to take your belongings and leave


Put on yo (shh), let's roll
Be quiet and let's depart


Recognize the G, true ballin'
Acknowledging the gangster persona and luxurious lifestyle


Do or die, pimp or die, not fallin'
Emphasizing the choices of hustling or dying without giving in


When we all in, yo club
When we're present and active in your club


Chillin' with the chiefs and the dubs
Relaxing with high-ranking individuals and attractive cars


And I got love for the jiggaboos
Showing admiration and respect for attractive women


Pop Chrys' with the niggas, and the bitches too
Drinking Cristal champagne with both men and women


Dig a bitch out the Grove, like I just do
Picking up a woman from the Grove neighborhood, as I usually do


People say I'm like a statue
Others claim I am stoic and unemotional


Spit the B in yo ear
Whispering the seductive lyrics in your ear


Take you off to the real, and I match you
Escaping to a genuine and intimate encounter, in which I complement you


Sex, sex, appeal
Referring to the sexual allure


Said her body keep callin' me, whoa
Expressing that her physique continues to attract and entice me


I'm talkin' 'bout sex appeal, girl, whoa right
Discussing the seductive charm and attractiveness of women


I'm finna get her off, high Hydro
I'm about to sexually satisfy her with potent marijuana


Bump a crown from mista porch
Smoke a marijuana joint obtained from Mister Porch


Hate us for doin' that, saw us
Critics despise us for indulging in such activities, but they witness it


Through Windy City, nightcrawlers
Living a hedonistic lifestyle in Chicago, engaging in nocturnal activities


Who would have imagined lyricals on the legacy?
Who could have anticipated poetic and musical artistry to carry our reputation?


Cities legendary like, Rap-A-Lot and Legit Ballaz
Cities renowned for producing talented artists and record labels


Shit, let the Mo' pop, and drop the top
Allow the champagne to pop and open the car roof


Ride like it's summertime in the Chi
Drive as if it's the peak of summer in Chicago


Get'chu blind, to the abra
Intoxicate yourself to the point of unawareness


Blowin' lime to the sky
Releasing marijuana smoke into the air


Rhyme til' I die, tryin' to get by
Continue to rap until my death, striving to survive


Lil' miss, lookin' tight in the coochie
A young lady appearing attractive and desirable


Whether it's a Gucci
Regardless if she is wearing Gucci clothing


Love the way you do the jiggy when you walk
Admire how she dances and moves stylishly while walking


Soundin' like you freaky, girl, every time you talk
Your speech and conversations suggest a promiscuous nature, girl


I know ya aura make the fellas wanna break 'em off
Your energy and presence entice men to engage in sexual encounters


Hear me brotha?
You understand what I'm saying, my brother?


Gotta try to get our feet further
We need to strive for progress and advancement


Hit a lic' and feed, one-another
Smoke weed and support each other


'Cause all we got is, each-other
Because we only have each other


I take it week after week
I handle it consistently, week by week


And to kick the flows that I freak but, uh
To deliver the rap verses that I enjoy performing


Roll up on a chick and spit game
Approach a woman and engage her with smooth talk


Let me show you how the back seat of a Lexus feel
Allow me to demonstrate the comfort and pleasure of the rear seat in a Lexus car


Take a hit of cess and chill
Inhale marijuana smoke and relax


Girl, dressed to kill
Girl, dressed very attractively


Whippin' that sex appeal
Exhibiting that captivating and seductive charm


Said ya body just callin' me
Your physique is unmistakably captivating and attracting me


And ain't nothin' like an orgy
And there's nothing quite like a sexual orgy


Back it all, girl
Expose and showcase everything you have, girl


'Cause a brotha just
Because a brother like me


I'm fallin in love with her
I'm developing strong feelings of love for her


Yes I am, yes I am
Indeed, I truly am


Yes I am
I definitely am


Said I'm still right here
Expressing that I'm still present and available


Lookin' it at your heart closed
Observing your guarded and closed heart


Checkin' out that Prada coat
Examining your fashionable Prada jacket


Hmm, mmm, mmm
Expressing interest or satisfaction silently




Lyrics Β© Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Frederick Taylor, Darnell Smith, Dennis Round, Carl Mitchell

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jai105

This song was waaaaaaaaay underrated. Wish there was more radioplay for this!

MZ. T

It's sad when we're celebrated more in death then in life. Your voice will never be duplicated. Rest peacefully J.P.

Big Daddy

MZ. T facts

Ernest Salazar

One of a kind, often imitated but never duplicated

Jace

MZ. T j.p. was the best thank you for recognizing the genius talent of this man

gnmorales1

NEVER!!! be duplicated ever RIP JP

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Mike Massey

This is classic do or die music.. Twista kills it as usual!

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Mark Bridges #100

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