Album: Vol. 2-Club Memphis Underground
slob on my knob
like corn on the cob
chicken in with meat
and do your job
lay on the bed
and give me head
dont have to ask
dont have to beg
juicy is my name
sex is my game
lets call the boys
lets run a train
squeeze on my nuts
lick on my butt
the natural curly hair
please dont touch
first find a mate
second find a place
third find a bag
to hide the whole face
real men grover
i said bend over
i started to knob
then came the odor
smelt like mush
shouldnt have a wush
told her to stop
and take a dush
once she did that
i didnt want the cat
so i vamped out
and never came back
suck a nigger dick or somein' x4
my nigger deep magic
said he had to have it
i said just forget it
its too crappy
know a little freak
in hollywood
sucks on dick
does it real good
she'll give you money
fill up your tummy
house full of kids
parents are scruggy
once had a down
backyard ground
hid it from the back
enjoy the sound
lay undercover
always used to rub her
till i got caught
fucking with her mother
she blammed it on me
we fought in the street
she pulled out a knife
so i had to flee
Called up the boys
went to her house
Trashed the whole place
threw the bitch out
police busted in
where the niggas at
we left just in time
and never came back
roll through the hood
waving at the freaks
whos sniffing all the rocks
and smokin all the geese
made another stop
police station
saw a few cops
drove by his crater
license tag number
a nigger said he saw
focus all the time
never get...