Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 976 - Bun B, artist - Ugk. Album song The Bigtyme Way 1992-1997, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 06.04.2015
Record label: Bigtyme Recordz
Song language: English
976 - Bun B |
Yeah, 976-Bun B |
That new shit for ninety-two |
All you niggas peep this one |
Check it out |
Aiyyo, trill was the last one nigga, this time you better pull a gat |
Cause the dick’s hangin low, and it’s still fat |
But ain’t shit whack so you better pull a quick guard |
This shit is live enough to make your MOMMA’S dick hard |
(C'mon!) Pick up ya phone and dial the 7 numbers that makes ya trip |
For live shit comin from Bun B’s lips |
And I’m givin hoes the sensation of a big-ass nut |
Gushin out, be in tele-cum-munications |
Nine-seven-six, two-eight-six-two |
Courtesy of Bun B, straight to motherfuckin you |
Yo, the nigga was trill, same shit, new place |
(?) (?), then bust in your face |
Yeah niggas be trippin yo, but still in the meanwhile |
Your girl keeps callin me on motherfuckin redial |
Now you’re swoll cause your bitch runs your bill up |
You catch me at the mo-tee, Bun big bone a fill' up |
She might be shit to you, cause dude give her pay G |
But pussy get played out, and pussy comes daily |
As long as your game be strong ain’t no thang |
My phone always rang cause of the dope shit I sang |
Keepin hoes on my dick yo, and ain’t no lettin go |
The net keeps flyin out, the pussy stays wet so |
I turn on my VCR then I put a flick in |
The hoe starts lickin that dick and pretty soon |
I’m stickin that ass, like a fool in the bed |
All I can see, is the top and back of your head |
It ain’t about conversation or make that hit |
On a first name basis hoe that ain’t bout shit! |
Look trick, tell me how many rubbers to pack |
I hit the room from the front, the ass from the back |
And yo it ain’t about the phone call, this about the nut’n |
So let me bust a fat load on your bellybutton |
See, quiet storm done put a notch on your belt |
And when it’s over, I don’t wanna hear how it felt |
I’m just pullin off my rubber, takin a bath |
Gettin dressed to reminisce of how I cut ya in half |
It’s all in the day of an Underground fool |
So dial the digits and I’m divin in that ass like a pool |
But when I get wet BITCH, I won’t be drownin |
I clown on hoes to leave their pussyhole frownin |
Or if you bitches wanna hear some more of this |
Lock your bedroom door trick, pick up your cordless |
You can suck a mean dick, lick a good ball |
And if I keep on fuckin, you’ll keep on callin |
And I’ll be playin you, when you think you’ll be playin me |
It’s just pussy games with some help from AT&T |
So if you need a dick to be real friendly |
Dial nine-seven-six, B-U-N-B, bitch! |