• 5 years ago
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Slob on my knob 
Like corn on the cob 
Check in with me, and do your job 
Lay on the bed, and give me head 
Don’t have to ask, don’t have to beg 
Juicy is my name 
S** is my game 
Let’s call the boys, let’s run a train 
Squeeze on my nuts 
Lick on my b*** 
The natural curly hair, please don’t touch 
First find a mate 
Second find a place 
Third find a bag, to hide the ho face 
Real name rover 
I said bend over 
I started to knock, then came the odor 
Smelled like mush 
Shouldn’t had a whoosh 
Told her to stop, and take a dush 
While she did that 
I didn’t want the cat 
So I found out and never came back

S*** a n**** d*** or something
S*** a n**** d*** or something
S*** a n**** d*** or something
S*** a n**** d*** or something

My n**** D-Magic 
Said they had to have it 
I said just forget it, it’s too crabby 
Know a little freak, in Hollywood 
S**** on d***, does it real good 
She’ll give you money, feel up your tummy 
House full of kids, parents all schummy 
Once had a down, backyard ground 
Hit it from the back 
Enjoy the sound 
Lay on the cover 
Always use the rubber 
Till I got caught, f****** with her mother 
She blamed it on me 
We fought in the street 
She pulled out a knife, so I had to flee 
Called up the boys 
Went to her house 
Charged the whole place 
Threw the b**** out 
Police busted in 
Where the niggas at 
We left just in time, and never came back 
Roll through the hood, waving at the freaks 
Who’s sniffing all the rocks, and smoking all the geeks 
Made another stop 
Police station 
Saw a few cops 
Drove by and sprayed them 
Licensee tag number 
A n**** said he saw 
Bogus all the time 
Never get caught

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