Lyrics:
on your feet
Toothless people, old and feeble, what I say
No more of those pearly whites will they possess
Their oral hygiene is frightful, a mess
Empty words fired at me with an oral cannon
We want to be heard! Lousy jerks
Such bad breath I put the fan on
This is where we draw the line
We're
written, girl you're giving me an oral test
I try to talk my way right next to you
But it seems the more I say
The less my words are ever true
They got brunette thumbs,
Blonde thumbs,
Redhead thumbs
You better turn it off
When your mama comes [in]
Thumbzilla
Thumbzilla
They got
balls, you'd better let go of 'em
They belong in my scrotum, you'll never get hold of 'em
"Hey, it's me, Versace, whoops, somebody shot me
And I was
I got more hoes than Warren Jeffs
I got more sauce then a foreign chef
I fucked your girl and we just met
I get head from a dentist oral sex
I got
say moms
I drop bombs, scorchin' niggas like napalm
Sucka, boy, get off my shit
Get off my dick so what I make butter hits
You better change your
hear you say, "Oh-yeah-yer"
Now, my oral illustration be like clitoral stimulation
To the female gender, ain't nothin better
Let me know when it's
grow up
But baby I just showed up
Had too much going on please know that I'm better off
Got a new vision
Hit it with precision
Feel alive with distance
hear you say, "Oh-yeah-yer"
Now, my oral illustration be like clitoral stimulation
To the female gender, ain't nothin better
Let me know when it's
back, games where it rains and they halt that
We gettin' cold, better salt that
In my brain, it is stormin'
When it rains, it is pourin'
Spit out
to mother, or should I say moms
I drop bombs, scorchin niggaz like napalm
Sucka, boy, get off my shit
Get off my dick so what I make butter hits
You better
positive (Uh, huh)
Or have AIDS yeah
We just want you to know (What?)
That there are treatments that's right!
And the earlier the sooner
Detected the better
on the pad that be written from my chest
Spitten from my tongue Oo pass the oral test (Yuhh)
Better yet (Uhn)
Better yet take a trip out from the west
Practice
a member see
I give it to her like that fool
Sucker for love
Yeah I'm that dude
When she's on the wood
She give good oral
When I'm not with her
I get
something
You better pray, that i don't find you
But then you feel, that i'm behind you
Why would you even bully me like that?
cll you can do is laugh
ball and chain, I named her Madam X
She love big cannons, sex unprotected
You better respect it, kid, we 'bout to set trip
You get ya neck ripped,
and extend.
Peace to all it's the plural oral b the
Urban rural publicity afrocentricity
Satellites coincide unifying it's time.
To climb avidly apparently
mean
Everything from oral sex, to cookin' and cleanin'
Rich niggaz want it all, just like you
And when I ball, don't ask me what I do
You wanna be kept,
gettin' glassy eyed although the coma rarely follows
I pride myself as optimist, but damn this place is hollow
Guess I better hit the grind, fill my jams
you any drink)
I can buy you a house (I'll buy you any house)
I can buy you anything
Just to get a look into your blouse
You'd better love me or give me
I'm in the nursery,
Power-lines sway above the trees
I believe nothings better
I believe nothings better
Call on my dealer
She's like a healer
Yeah, I put the drank in the headlock
Tryna cross me, boy you better not
Four until four, almost fell out
Do what they can't, 'cause it's deadlock
need for masturbation
If you go and get her
Oral sex is better
When she tastes
Like mini cheddars
Yeah, I've got a feeling
Than she'll swallow
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