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Lyrics: [hehehehehehehahahahaha Yeah, it's me again... So check it out - ladies, not gentlemen Drop your draws, cop a seat And let's get into this. yeah .. Easily I'm aproachin', There ain't no jokin', When the p**** holes are open. Ready to f*** until my d*** is raw, Yo! the muthaf***in' devil's son-in-law. [peter, peter, the p**** eater] No, it's the e, the muthaf***in' p**** beater, And I'm the 'quicker-picker-upper quick to pick up a bi***, So come here bi*** and lick up the - lick up the - lick up the d***! Now how many nuts would it take for me, To let that bi*** graduate to lesson 3? let's see... [splash splash ..] As you can see I straight wax that ass! Back up bi*** unless you want nut in your eye. I never never ever ever seen a bi*** cry. Nut 1, nut 2 nut 4 5 6, I lost the 3rd nut in the mix - f*** it! [hey yo yella boy, why don'tcha rewind it!] 6 5 4 now 3 is up, Gimme that gimme that gimme that nut. You wanna feel the d*** baby try your luck, Because the e likes to f*** f*** f***! yo! I get 'em stuck-on and get the f*** on, Give 'em a tootsie roll and tell 'em 'thanks for the p**** hole! I findum, f***um and flee, you know? But before I d-o, Yo, I take a ho' to the hotel, To the motel To the holiday inn Yo, if that bi*** start f***in' up [what you do? ] I'll just f*** her friend ... Ah dr. dre [what up? ], my mellow [yo] It's on you, so whatcha gonna do? Well, it's on and on and on and on Yo the beat don't stop until the break of dawn Yo, every bi*** I know they wanna get with me The muthaf***in' notorious d-r-e Spit game at a bi*** while a nigga's around And you know most ho's know not to clown 'cause if a bi*** tried to diss me While I'm full of liquor I'd smack the bi*** up and shoot the nigga that's with her That's the kind of nigga that you're listenin' to Talk to you for a minute then my d***'s in you .. yo! Now every single bi*** got a price to pay Up on the d***s of n.w.a Yo, I findum, f***um and flee, you know? But before I d-o Yo, I take a ho' to the hotel To the motel To the holiday inn [say what? ? !] If that bi*** start f***in' up, yo I'll just f*** her friend ... Now m.c. ren [what up] my mellow [a check it out] it's on you so what The f*** you're gonna do? Now gather 'round y'all And check it out y'all And all the bi***es come and suck up on my balls y'all And take a ticket to play with it like a slinky So put your lips on my big chocolate twinkie And you swallow all the nut If you bi***es are smart To make my d*** pop up like a pop-tart But after I nut i'mma leave ya, But first I must decieve you, because bi*** I don't need you And don't say that you love me, too 'cause if I turn my back you would f*** the whole crew You're nothin' but a stank ho' tryin' to take my bank ho' So I have to let you know .. At a hotel Or at a motel Or at a holiday inn [say what? ? !] Because if that bi*** starts f***in' up, yo, I'll just f*** her friend .. More songs from this artist Comments for this song |
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