Slob On My Knob Lyrics
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Slob On My Knob Lyricsby Three 6 Mafia Buy album CD: Other Songs 4 - S slob on my knob like corn on the cob check in with me 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 ho face real name rover I said bend over I started to knock then came the odor smelt like mush shouldnt had a wush told her stop and take a dush (douche) when she did that I didnt want the cat so I bounced out and never came back (suck a nigga dick or something (4x)) my nigga D magic said he had to have it I said just forget it its to crabby 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 all spunny once had her down backyard ground hit it from the back enjoyed the sound lay under cover always used a rubber till I got caught fuckin with her mother she blamed 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 niggaz at we left just in time and never came back rolled through the hood wavin at the freaks who were sniffin all the rocks and smokin all the geeks made another stop police station saw a few cops drove by sprayed them Licence tag numbers a nigga said he saw it focus all the time never get caught Slob on my cat Cause you know it's fat Check in with me And do that Wait a second freak I know you from the streets My nigga Hurry T Has said you chewed his meat They call you little red The one who slobs on head And drinks a niggas nut Until you well and fed To see what she's about I creaped to her house To catch her in her blouse And see how big her mouth She pulled me to her room To get the fuckin soon I didn't have a rubber I fucked with two balloons Lay on the bed That's all she said Her pussy hairs were rough Twisted tight as dreads The fuckin sounds were tunes I fucked her with a broom She rode it like a horse The blood came rushing soon When I seen that I didn't want the cat So I bounced out And never came back Sucks on dick Does it real good Sucks sucks on dick Does it real good Sucks on dick Does it real good Sucks sucks on dick Does it real good My nigga D Magic He said he finally got it The true and false blow He said he had to have it Know a little freak In big ham Licks up nuts Like lickin stamps She'll grant your wishes Blow you freaky kisses House full of G's Freak horse bitches Had the little freak In my niggas jeep Try to spit some game To get her suck some meat Lay on the cover My natural hair she loved it Stop bitch stop bitch Please don't touch it Took her through some hoods And let her hoe around 7 street 9 street And street of walks and brown Now she's in click A pro on suckin dick Until the rugged out The bitch was smokin bricks Straight through the blow pipes That's all she thought Runnin from the rehab Never got caught
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