Lyrics:
u horny mop it up, make some classy porno straight out the seventies
She rides till we finish gal ya pussy be so heavenly
The cherry on top she like
on fire[01:06.74]Truth in the end[01:07.82]Light it up, I get higher[01:09.74]Keep getting higher, keep getting higher[01:12.77]Lately I feel like I'm tired[01:15.62]The
I'm a righty, give it a smack cause I know that she like it
Fuck demon time, On my time
If I lose my hands, still gonna climb
Sippin some'n light, mix
for his scratch or his shoes
It's life in the county and the county gives plenty blues
One point for the black guys
They rolled him up, swelled
produced by Wheezy huh yeah[00:53.98]I make it look easy, huh yeah, feeling beastly, huh yeah[00:58.43]Talk too much little boy man I'll leave you deceased
the front[00:16.02]Beat like a trap house finna jump[00:17.77]Feeling like I'm Lawsy, I'm mixing it up[00:19.50]Yeah this fucking blunt, n***** leave you stuck[00:21.26]You
Come in Compton or the Watts nigga
Up in New York ya keep'em open watch nigga
Foe ya played by a hit or retalion
All fine young black females
Come in Compton or the Watts nigga
Up in New York ya keep'em open watch nigga
Foe ya played by a hit or retalion
All fine young black females
Come here closer
Let me give it to ya
Want to sneak up on ya girl
Wanna...
Uh
Like this
Just like this
Like this, uh
Don't won't that animal
the resting
It’s gotta be the way I look when they say they don’t trust me
Can’t say it’s right for them to love me
So gotta keep my head up, I don’t give
Original play boy
But all things come to an end
Gotta give you a sweet ending
No more offending you
By running in and out of your heart
Can we restart
when the thots coming out
Coming down, giving top
Lick it up, up, up (Aye)
Shorty slobbin' on my knob like corn on the cob (Hey)
Give her a job, any job
When sound travel, it quickly grab you
And equalizes the pitch up, until it have you
Bugged out, tryin to think you can match this
The portrait's too
one collect call of prayer dials it up to God
cnd He answers the call like a phone operator
Interlude 3:
I wonder how many other artists;
You can
important[01:57.98]Hello executive, why, yes it was quite a wonderful performance[02:01.25]By none other than high-fidelity Mr. Morton[02:04.52]Nice to meet you, I'm Mr.
when I met you.
Even though we hate each other, to be technical.
Imma let it be known, that this is your interlude, GIRL.
(Verse)
I used to pull up
at a bird
Haunted by a tune
Scary hour coming soon
Scary hour coming soon
It was, 2 o’clock in the morning
It's raining its pouring
The sun is shining else
the other one's to blame
Oh neither one will ever give in so we gaze at an eight by ten
Thinkin' bout the things that might have been and it's a dirty
keep a "blucka-blucka"
Hit 'em all week
Give me the keys to the bubble
I'm on y'all street
And watch it go up in flames boy
Blow up tha game boy throw up
dear
I was just chillin', are you willin'
To give up that feelin'?
Say it again, say it again
Did it right here
And I'm waiting, waiting, waiting
get hurt by it
But same time it's a beautiful feeling
But, this is not a luv song
Yeah, the ying to my yang
I'll give you everything freaking thing
the pool with ya mama
Attack her by the legs then I pull her to the bottom
Twist nothin' up like a condom
Slap it if you fuckers got a problem
When I see
[PRODUCED ENTIRELY BY 98FOREIGN]
I see you Sick of 9
I got 8 more times to get it right
Cried a couple times cuz you never understood the type
she saying 'bout me
It's 98 degrees, blazing hot, I'm at the summertime spot
And y'all ain't gonna believe these girls
(Walking 'round in them)
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