Lyrics:
This Beat By Kolosal
(Yea)
Oohh I know the clock is ticking
I pull out my dick she start licking
If I fuck her she might get some inches (Ooh)
If
this Dick
Then Say So,
Say So, Say So
If you need me right away so you can ride this Dick
Then Say So,
Verse 2:
I'm in your Ear telling
punk, slack up.
Watch your weak posse before they get smacked up.
One by one, two by two, three by, Yo P
[Parrish]
What's Up E.D.?
Pass
This right here is payback
From way back
I don't play that
I don't play that
I don't play that
I don't play that
Recognize a real don when
dick, you got my thing hard
You got skills, you should win an ABN award
I got my playing card, it's the two of spades
Deuce is wild, check it out, and you
Hurry up turn that ass fast
Before I lose this stiffy
Finally dick is warm and cozy in the lips of pussy
Two pumps and swirl
My dicks already Mushy
Penis
and find a better route
It be the niggas where you from that be the ones to bring you down
If you not here to congratulate me pussy don't make a sound
I went
and Lesley ended up on that same train
I'm talking everyday, I used to wake up around seven or eight
To catch the 906 from Norbury Station
Two different
thing as a bail
Nor a saved by the bell
When the heat is for real
Better throw in the towel
Before you empty your bowels
And be burned in your own waste
screaming in hell
No such thing as a bail
Nor a saved by the bell
When the heat is for real
Better throw in the towel
Before you empty your bowels
And be
y'all ain't with the shits
30 Sitting by me curry on the bench
40 On my side like a fucking hip
Feel like CP3 when I touch the clip
All my niggas packing
with taking sole credit
You'd better think again, 'cause I am not gonna let it
So he gets both our last names, and by that same token
return like Bridgette Fonda
She back spasmed, giving the crazy orgasm, from steady rhythm
My dick glistened, her lips hit'em, I shot jism
Then laid back in
as I'm-, as I'm evaluating
My wrist is all red from the cutter
Dripping cold blood like the winter, the summer
Is never that's equivalent to me
shit you betta not forget
Verse Two: Eazy-E
Eazy E's the name feared by most
When, a lil nigga is thrown in the pen
But on the streets there's two
Three Thou', poster child for big dick niggas raised by their mothers
I'm supposed to smile as if God knew that I would be troubled
Keeps me around, for
mean this, know what I'm sayin'
(DROP IT!)
[Master P]
From the Master to the crowd that surrounds me
Once the king speaks you suckers better bow behind
want them cats to feel me
'cause to feel me, is to know I'll be a problem till they kill me
It's from sun-up to sun-down
Got my gun up, and I
if you playin my position
My dick better then your
So I'm filling yo position
If you cant hold'em down then lettem go
Dont be living out ya means
this mail
[Verse 1]
Turn my mail, I talk to rappers when I touch down
I'ma go by me a check with my bitches welfare check
And if I hurt her
who be talkin loud and holdin his dick
Talkin shit, he better LAY LOW
For the bitch that said I shot some shit up out of my dick
Now she sick, she
reason I was cast down on this land
Is to sit in front of the MPC and turn the bland into the Flambé
Things to play to make your day
Same shit ten years
to remember her
All I know is her first name and moniker
Underneath her lifespan reads two simple words
Wildlife Photographer
Daisy, such a name seems penned
who's someone in my school, they want to suck my dick or sleep with me
I get big props, and high fives
For them quarter back sneaks from the 30 yard
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