Testi musica canzoni

For all the girls you know you in the Garden Eden
This is the dumb pick, I love to fuck
To my baby girl Denim
You can't wait till we gets on to crash your body

Kurupt:
Dogg Pound Gangstaville, yeah Gangsta style
Ha, check it, I wanna fuck
To all ya bitches, I wanna fuck
Young ladies, I wanna fuck
I wanna fuck what so we gon fuck or what

Chorus(2X):
Don't wanna chat, I wanna fuck(fuck)
You wanna act, I wanna fuck(fuck)
No time for rap, just wanna fuck
You wanna fuck, let us fuck so we gon fuck or what

You never stop suckin me off
For as long as I'm breakin you off
I never go soft Show you who's boss
But you got to stay wet for me to confess
That you fuck best than all the rest
See me personally murder the weed
Loving the speed, rumble the seeds
Fucking and hee, funny's runnin with me
Have you comin for me
You think you special, you lunchin, you know you just me
You hear the fuck, now stay, so fuck then leave right
Leave horny to win and porn to kill freaks and
Definitely nasty under ( ) freeze, grab me a Henney
Bow down surrender to me
(Kurupt):
You talkin me to death and I've heard enough
I want my shit licked, waxed and buffed
You ain't sayin shit till you show me your stuff
Conversation comes bitch after we fuck

Chorus 2X

So now bitch, I hear you wanna fuck fuck fuck
Well, guess what, I really wanna nut nut nut
All over your face and on your butt
Back shots to the gut, see coocoo for cocoa puffs
She get crazy for cocoa nuts
Pull down one pant leg, shit is displayed
Kick over the lamp shade
Ass come equipped with an ash tray
Call me a taxi, I'm nasty
Don't be nervous, check my escort service
Got the bitches jumpin like monkeys in the circus
So while I small talk and pops shit it, put a sock in it
While Royale and Dogg Pound click be spacely sprocking it
(Dogg Poung Gangstaville)
Eightball in the corner pocket shit while you watchin it
Snakeyes hit you with the proper shit, poppa-dopalis
Wild sex and me now that's monotonous
I'm man floss the rocks and shit
Quick to have your baby momma coppin it(baby momma coppin it)

Might as give you well till I take you home
Make you wanna sweat and you sit and moan
Promise me baby that I can take you home
Take you to my room
Confront the freak in you
Run you through my groove
Hey, that's what you wanna do

Chorus 4X

Yo forget the chit chat, basement, that shit don't matter
I want to hit it from the back till I touch your gall bladder
I'm all about sex, getting pussy that's wet
Fucking bitches in the stretch
Riding to the bank, cashing my checks
Smoking, sipping 'Zay and Mo Wet, bitch on the left
Telling me how freaky she get, I'm on some sex shit
If you ain't with it, hit the exit, baby check it
Just get down on the floor and strip naked
You talkin me to death and I've heard enough
I want my shit licked, waxed and buffed
You ain't sayin shit till you show me your stuff
Conversation comes bitch after we fuck

Chorus 4X

Kurupt:
Now bitches freeze, you fuck around, not me and my homies
I got the homies freeze, froze, muthafuckaz we don't love them hoes
I got these bad ass wanna eat a dick ass, quick ass
Fifty five cheaters, quick ass
We get ass, we get cash
And I don't give a fuck about a bitch ass muthafucka
This is how we do it over here nigga
Fuck a coast nigga, we on them hoes nigga
I guess I got to tell them what the time they were
Fuck a bitch nigga, get rich nigga

Cuz bitch you got some bomb azz pussy (you got the bomb bitch)
Cuz bitch you got some bomb azz pussy (you got the bomb bitch)
Cuz bitch you got some bomb azz pussy (you got the bomb bitch)

Let's play house, what you talkin bout
Put it in your mouth, quick to turn them out
All the way from Philly to the dirty south
You talkin me to death and I've heard enough
I want my shit licked, waxed and buffed
You ain't sayin shit till you show me your stuff
Conversation comes bitch after we fuck
You talkin me to death and I've heard enough
I want my shit licked, waxed and buffed
You ain't sayin shit till you show me your stuff
Conversation comes bitch after we fuck

Chorus to end with variations