t.k. jaco, mufasa gene, & jonathan james the chase şarkı sözleri

Bro, we've been waiting in line for so fucking long Did you know there's a twenty dollar cover charge, like, just to get in? Ion' even think I'll be able to get in bro, I dead ass have on slippers right now I have no dress code formula. Yeah, Jonathan's probably in there already Dude probably got like four bitches on him with like big ol' waists Ain't nobody worried about that nigga and his King Kong bitches He probably - Them bitches probably Yo what the f*ck guys? I'm right here Oh, he was in line with us the whole time Gettin' into these places it feel like a chore I grab the first bitch that I see from the door I still grab the waist when I'm on the club floor And I'm letting her know 'bout me like I'm a tour She hear the same speech so many times, it's like an encore But if you didn't know, here's my report, like I'm Shankar You know that I'm repping small tiddy committee, yuh And when I go shopping, they say that I'm thrifty, yuh No Halloween on me, but I'm feeling tricky I'm buying this bitch and she might just lift me Lifting me off, get off of my sack Don't want your front, just want the back Sometimes I feel like Urkel Cum too quick, "Did I do that?" Oh lord, now here we go Every time it's the same old show Next think you know I'm two strokes straight And I'm sheet-sneezing like I'm blowing my nose Hunting in the bushes, and I'm looking for the birds But the thick ones is all we want I call her "Deer" 'Cause she kinda skinny and she got nice legs and she give good head When I nail her to the wall Got a bad one, better freeze and put your hands up Put those cuffs on, call me daddy, I'm a bad one Now she turned on, I go down it make her body jump She got a bad one, call me daddy, I'm a bad one I'm on the team for the little guys Big things come in small packages with a side of fries I prefer not the watermelon, not the basketball, but mosquito bites Don't give a f*ck if you big vegan, playing Hunger Games, living Peta life But don't get it twisted I be on that ass like Lions on Wildebeest Straight out of Norfolk, that South with the dirty East Never caught slippin', no beggin', no pretty please Pussy delicious, I lick it like Cheeto cheese Got impeccable stamina Go three rounds, eat a banana ma I human but f*ck like an animal And I slurp slurp like a Danimals You know that I'm reppin' the chocolate city, yuh Don't give a f*ck if you got bite sized tiddies Got no allergies so I play with the kitty Red Bull gives you wings, it might just lift me Hunting in the bushes, and I'm looking for the birds But the thick ones is all we want I call her "Deer" 'Cause she kinda skinny and she got nice legs and she give good head When I nail her to the wall Got a bad one, better freeze and put your hands up Put those cuffs on, call me daddy, I'm a bad one Now she turned on, I go down it make her body jump She got a bad one, call me daddy, I'm a bad one
Sanatçı: T.K. Jaco, Mufasa Gene, & Jonathan James
Türü: Belirtilmemiş
Ajans/Yapımcı: Belirtilmemiş
Şarkı Süresi: 3:14
Toplam: kayıtlı şarkı sözü
T.K. Jaco, Mufasa Gene, & Jonathan James hakkında bilgi girilmemiş.

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