What my homies gon' do when your sexin a freak?
 (I'm gon' sport that raincoat!)
 And what my ladies gon' do when you're gettin a piece?
 (Make him sport that raincoat!)
 Now what makes the world go round besides cheques
 Everybody give it to me (S E X)
 And if it's the bomb  it'll blow your mind
 Even got a number  fool  it's 69
 Coochie  coochie  coochie coo
 Gotta little somethin that you all should do
 Ain't no thang but a chicken wing
 Sport a raincoat when you play in the rain
 Chorus (x2)
 Where your minds at, homies? Cos the old days passed
 Need a lot more than a shot in your ass
 Cure this stuff up today
 Yeah, no syphillis, son, that murderer
 A-I-D-to the S, take a guess
 Where the brush stick and you might take a rest
 Caught forever, there's no cure, not a bit
 Dyin off quick cos you're careless with the dick
 but umm, who's to blame? Say your name
 and hope it feel good the last time that you play
 Brushsticks and clits don't mix unless you're married
 And nowadays, even that's straight scary
 Cos a hoochie got a thing about fillin mad holes
 So they good for the sex stroll
 And it could be your best friend wit the quickness
 So grab a firefighter about some business
 Chorus (x2)
 Now to the ladies of the world, here's a tip for you
 When you're wit your homeboy and you're doin your do
 He be runnin that trash, "You can trust me, baby"
 Next time he say it, say "Fool, you're crazy"
 It use to be diseases that could make you sick
 but now it's diseases that'll kill you quick
 And it do what it takes just to make it well
 Cos sweet potato pie is the favorite dessert
 Chorus (x2)
 Outro:
 Yo, yo, yo, this is a message to all the honeys and the homies
 Ah, don't touch the rain without the raincoat
 If you're down wit it, follow me
 Sooky, sooky, la-la-la
 Sooky, sooky, everybody
 Sooky, sooky, la-la-la
 Sooky, sooky, uhh
 Said sooky, sooky, la-la-la
 Sooky, sooky, uhh, yeah
 Sooky, sooky, la-la-la
 Sooky, sooky, flip tha page-uhh
 Chorus to fade