 Hahahahahaha
Tech N9ne
Aye, a nigga came to party
151 Rum, Bacardi
Pineapple juice and Malibu get it started
Then, Oh Lordy, I seen a big booty shawty
[Chorus] x 2 Krizz Kaliko
To the beat, sex
I'ma beat that
To the beat, sex
I'ma beat that
To the beat, sex
I'ma beat that
To the beat, sex
(Knock, knock it out the body)
Tech N9ne
I got rhythm (cha)
When the women see me on stage
Later on we sexually engaged, that's what I give em
Strokes full of energy (cha)
Beat it like my enemy (cha)
Watch a nigga centipede on lemon, Sprite, and Hennessy (cha)
Pumpin on the thick woman is my thang (cha)
Crunk on a bitch, bumpin to my game (cha)
57th Street, got the legged D
Cum on a big ???? (cha)
Tech's immaculate, but when I style, checkin' all the bitches gon' KNOW (cha)
That I pump the magic, when the people ask, when the meat's molasses they GLOW (cha)
Hit it hard, then it's scarred
Dig it til it's split apart
Get it when it's witted
Clitted, pivots, quit it when it's dark
Then wake up in the mornin' (cha)
Straight to the beat we bonin' (cha)
No, we not kiddin' so I guess you can say we grownin' (cha) (kids cheering)
And you can smell that
Steamin' hell cat
'cause I swell that, long dong
Play wit it like her own toy (cha)
If you can feel that
Run and tell that, run and tell that, home boy, ho ho home boy.
[Chorus] x 2
Kutt Calhoun
Yo young baby what you do-lien, do-lien?
Yeah, you heard of me
That Mr. Bunk Rock, hit your funk spot
Long dong home-no-lien
Got a sex jacket for screw-lien
Too-lien boobies and booties
(The Kutty Coochie King)
Now they crownin me nubian
(Kutty Calzone)
Once I stuff it, then it's a wrap full of sausage
You done sauced it, Porky Piggin' you from the back
'cause I'ma
Beat-deet beat-deet that meat-deet
'til you start twe-deeking out ya sheets
Once you beat-deat then I'm gon' skeet-deet
I'm out gon' ??? each down your streets
To the rhythm of the kick drum
Bitches wantin to get their clits sprung
Hen and Bacardi gets the dick numb
That was the old me
To all the women who know'd me
Promoted by word of mouth to the noseys
Life was like pickin' up women off
I was pickin' up different bitches nightly
More off to stick my dick in them, YEAH
I was quite sinister, all ya hoes I remember ya
But
Now that I'm married got a wife that I be hittin up
[Chorus] x 2
Bizzy
Look, gizzle
Naw
OK we lookin' for them peanut butter milkshake big misses
Throw a dick all up in your bitches
Young bitch front a milli out the mout
Wit your nigga Tecca Ninna, better guard your chickens
I'm due, for a little bit of stickin'
Might even do a little bit of lickin'
Gotta be back for that treatment, you tell us' ho you might end up missin'
I be givin' them hell in the sheets
Like feel like yo pussy in hell of a beast
Yo be up in that thang for weeks, but give a Bianca an hour at least
Gotta pop that P when I'm in that V that let's me know you G
Stay wit me sexin' you's all I need fuckin that Jonesy.
Bang bang like pops
When I'm in the pink I don't stop
If you pussy good when I pull up out you better guard your grill or get shot. (blauw!)
Ain't no discussion, when them Vickys drop I'm goin' in
Settin' your ass up tonight, get down like a boner be
Pistol's between the mattresses
Goin up while I'm tappin' it
Grippin' and smackin' it
Hope for I to get sucked up after this
This shit right here for the hoes wit heavy duty booties
Gotta fuck me to the beat whenever you get the chance to screw me
[Chorus] x 2
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