slob on my knob

Slob on my knob, like corn on the cob
check in whit 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, sex is my game
lets call the boys, lets run a train
squeeze on my nuts, lick on my butt
the nartual curly hair, pleas don't touch
first find a mate
second find a place
thrid find a beg to hide the ho's face
real name rover i said bend over
i started to knock then came the oder
smelled like mush, shouldn't had a woosh
told here to stop and take a douch
while she did that i didn't want the cat
so i bounced out and never came back.

suck a nigger dig of someting (4 x)

my nigger d magic say he had to have it
i said just forget it it's to crabby
know a little freak in hollywood
sucks on dick does it real good
she'll give you money feel up youre 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, fucking 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 bitch 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 nigga said he saw
Bogus all the time
Never get caught


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