Lyrics:
block look shitty
Put his dick on a wood block
Swing swing swing, and chop chop chop
Now who's the next to nut
Color Me Badd, but you can't sex me up
Ooh
Me and my bitch, I swear we like the same sex (ooh)
Fuck with all my chains on, let's have chain sex (serve)
Hangin' with the gang, you get
dick on a wood block
Swing swing swing, and chop chop chop
Now who's the next to nut
Color Me Badd, but you can't sex me up
So don't even try to put
When she's with me it's Heaven Sent
And she screaming
You mite wanna ride out
Cause yea boy I'm heavy on the block
Drive-by, tear da sides out
the sex on me
I've got scars for days, I'm so tribal
You're not Ghana made, you're not Michael
I can spar and spray with my idols
Look, if I slap your
but these hoes love my accent
She came up to me and said, "This the number to dial"
If you wanna make it number one, you're number two now
Mix that
You still love me?
Take this
You ready? One, two, three
'Cause the more you put me through
The more it makes me wanna come back to you
You say
but these hoes love my accent
She came up to me and said, "This the number to dial"
If you wanna make it number one, you're number two now
Mix that
to anything you wanna sing
No reason, no action
No silence, no help here
Nobody came running up by my side
It's the first time that I'm worried
you
I could never see a red light
Like a deer with the headlight
I freeze up when I re-up
See I barely had patience
And you're relating
Only the moment
sound?
If I was in love witcha, now you wanna clown
Fuck with them clowns until I pound on your crown
Bust a few rounds and the cops come and get me
not yet
But while summer, I bet
I get my next child from her
Have a baby by me playin' as loud as I wanna
My checks, they pile, runneth over
Older
the scales of reality
Y'all don't want no parts of Keith Murray
I'm nicety and sheisty, I get that ass iced deliciously
Niggaz ain't shit to me (word up)
You
me (ah)
Shooter said he wanna kill you anyway, it's free (boo-boo-boo-boo-boo-boo-boom)
I was sittin' courtside, trench full of cheese (hood rich
money and fuck a bitch
They drop like dominoes
And if you didn't know, Ice Cube got drama hoes
So after the screwin'
I bust a nut and get up and put
money and fuck a bitch
They drop like dominoes
And if you didn't know, Ice Cube got drama hoes
So after the screwin'
I bust a nut and get up and put
at me like a free picker
I'm open, I let the funk soak in
I taste like an eighth, ya freeze and start chokin'
Yeah son I'm all up in ya mix
Ya callin'
Niggas wanna test my steez, nigga please
I black that eye like peas, you better freeze
In your tracks, a wu, tang killer bee's on ya back
I comes for
I'm Tinkerbell, he's Peter Pay-I
To these rap bitches, I'm Mother May I
I wanna know why you waste your time
On these rap hoes that don't write they
back
I got it cooking on the fire
And I'm filled up with desire
Come on darling let me see you pump and jack
I'm in the mix out on the floor
Just
to
I'm as fly as a Jordon poster, I'm leaning hair breathe
Smelling like hen and a mix of hydroponic by the the time
My click find me in VIP I'm lost in
on the floor
Only a blind dove'll fall in love with a whore
Uhh, uhh, uhh
Who the fuck wanna squeeze?
My Desert Ease make MC's freeze
You wakin up in cold
on the floor
Only a blind dove'll fall in love with a whore
Uhh, uhh, uhh
Who the fuck wanna squeeze?
My Desert Ease make MC's freeze
You wakin up in cold
Yeah, make sure my shit sound tight
I never knew the world could be this mad
Only vision I had of sex was Color Me Badd
And I never knew
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