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Slob on My Knob Karaoke - Three 6 Mafia (Tear Da Club Up Thugs)

To nagranie jest coverem Slob on My Knob rozsławionym przez Three 6 Mafia

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About

Z wokalem (with or without vocals in the KFN version)

Tempo takie jak w orginale: 84.8 BPM

Tonacja taka jak orginał: E♭

The song begins a cappella

Czas trwania: 02:03 - Podgląd na stronie: 00:19

EXPLICIT LYRICS

Data wydania: 1999
Genres: Rap & Hip-Hop, W języku angielskim
Słowa oryginalne: Jordan Houston, DJ Paul

Wszystkie dostępne do pobrania pliki to backing tracks, a nie oryginalne utwory.

Tekst Slob on My Knob

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
Don't have to ask
Don't have to beg
Juicy is my name
Sex is my game
Let's call the boys
Let's run a train
Squeeze on my nuts
Lick on my butt
The natural curly hair please don't 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
Smelled like mush
Should've had a woosh
Told her to stop and take a douche
While she did that
I didn't want the cat
So I bounced out and never came back
Suck a nigga dick or somethin'
Suck a nigga dick or somethin'
Suck a nigga dick or somethin'
Suck a nigga dick or somethin'
My nigga D-Magic said he had to have it
I said Just forget it
It's too 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 schummy
Once had a down backyard ground
Hit it from the back
Enjoy the sound
Lay on the cover
Always use the 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
Charged 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 wavin' at the freaks who's sniffin' all the rocks and smokin' all the geeks
Made another stop
Police station
Saw a few cops
Drove by and sprayed them
License tag number a nigga said he saw
Bogus all the time
Never get caught

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