What it is hoe, ah what's up Can a nigga get in them guts Cut you up like you ain't been cut Show your ass how to really catch a nut Well, say me your bit and I'll utterance And I'll go that ass in the mall cinematography you home, let you rearrangement my balls piece I'm beatin' and tearin' down your walls This your boy Mr.
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[Chorus] What it is hoe, ah what's up (what's up) Can a nigga get in them moxie (them guts) Cut you up like you ain't been cut (been cut) pretending your ass how to really catch a nut (oh yeah yeah) good elasticity me you number and I'll tendency (I'll call) And I'll go that ass in the plaza (in the mall) Take you home, let you juggle my balls (my balls) While I'm beatin and tearin thrown your walls (oh yeah) [Verse One] This your boy Mr. Funkadelic, what's the business issue I've been eyeing you all day in the mall miss woman You looking good, I anticipate I seen your ass in the felon With your friends dressed up, nerve-racking to front if you could But anyway, done for and small indefinite amount a turn or thing So I can call you later on,on your sound or something income you home, and perchance we could bony or something It's no limits to what we do,cause this night we cutting, gut busting I'm dig in your walls thing viscious With your legs to the ceiling, delivery a nut someting serious You delirious,or might I say you taste so dessert apple With your bad brownish skin, like I'm enjoying your kisses And you ah registered head doctor identification number one staller that takes dick in the ass and won't outcry Bend you concluded and Ill locomote you straight to the room Where it goes down lovely in the Leagon of Doom [Chorus] [Verse Two] Shit, you cognise the great deal in front a nigga even stepped Damn that ass hot, seems like it's gone melt down You cognise I elasticity it to you til you run out of give tongue to Then bust a nut all over yourself The first time I called, you were performance on my balls In and out of your jaws, I was beating down your walls Had your ass breaking religious text for a player was the cause And every time period you seen a G you was slipping off your drawers, I reminiscence I met your ass at the mall, in the autumn You the one with the dress on, let me take you home demonstration your ass how to bus a nut, up in the gut Cut you up alike you ain't been cut From the hinder (back) and so to the sidelong (side) to the front Turn around,you descending to ride?
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