(the shorter version without the rambling)
LYRICS:
I was put on this earth to make you think I wouldn't immerge
And piss you off when I got my wood in your bird
The way she gives head and gets good on my pecker
Her head's knockin on it like woody wood pecker
Respect her, no. Not ever
Still be fuckin her, don't care how long you been together
It's that freestyling rapper
that'll have ya diss him but keep smiling at ya
Alot of artists out there ain't known yet
doesn't mean they ain't blown yet
The reason your hoe don't text
Is cause I'm on the line with her having phone sex
Don't give a what about a chick...
As long as she's hot and only uses her mouth for dick
When it comes to eating puss
Call me America, 'cause I don't believe in Bush
So good ahha
lyricaltesting 1 year ago
@lyricaltesting thanks!
KraftTV 1 year ago