| This bitch is steady jockin', shes beggin' me to kick it
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| She’s all on my dick and I know she want to lick it
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| She’s wicked, I stick it, right between her lips
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| The ones on her face and the ones between her hips
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| I dips and slips, she fucks then sucks
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| She ridin' on my dick while she’s holdin' on my nuts
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| Lovin' how I treat her, mad 'cause I won’t eat her
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| But when I nut, she’s happy, she’s lovin' how I G’d her
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| That first time was cool, then I had to slow up
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| Must’ve turned her out 'cause now she’s tore up from the floor up
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| But know what? |
| So what; |
| girl, find another
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| Think I’ll try this potent maccin' mouthpiece on her mother
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| Serve it to her mama, she’s eatin' up my drama
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| She’s smarter than her daughter, 'cause she can tell that I’m a…
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| Mac about his money, baby was no dummy
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| I slipped up, and tripped up and put one in her tummy
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| Couldn’t take my dick out, this dick thick portioned
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| Now she’s in the clinic having an abortion
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| She said she was too old for kids, and I agreed
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| Quickly took heed of the time she didn’t bleed
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| Now every time I bash it, I use a prophylactic
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| Baby got to jockin' and shake move was drastic
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| Had to let her catch me with her chink friend Su-Chang
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| Ooh, she caught us fuckin' and turned it to a group thing
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| I do things, new things, with them throughout the night
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| Never knew that chink cot would ever be this tight
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| Had to do this right, 'cause I just owned this mic
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| Beater started something to keep my pockets tight
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| Lace 'em for a week, then I play the broke role
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| Two weeks later, they had my pockets so swoll
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| The ho stroll was oh-so, poppin' when they hit it
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| Tricks was gettin' wit' it
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| Listen while I spit it
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| Bern break bitches for mucho guapo
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| (Shhhh) Salute El Chapo
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| I party all night on the beach in Jacó
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| Lost 20 grand on the tables in Tahoe
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| Smooth operator, I don’t rock no gator
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| J’s on my feet, hot shell for a hater
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| Make a bitch choose, take her out a small town
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| 40 cal, long round make 'em all fall down
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| It’s the B-A-Y we don’t aim for the sky
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| I put a grow room in every crib that I buy
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| Still get my hands dirty, whole thing cost 30
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| Coke so clean, look so pearly
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| Yeah, I let it grow out, I never pull early
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| Young guys die with my cutthroat Furly
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| Packs in the trunk, I got weight for sale
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| No banks please, no paper trail
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| I put 8 in the mail, I hope it make it there
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| AMG, I’mma race you there
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| Don’t hate the player but my mouthpiece crazy
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| Talk the bitch out of 80, baby girl don’t play me (Uhh)
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| Big bag, smoke good, where the lean at?
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| Pop two Xans, take a weed nap
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| Still right here where the cream at
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| Where the city, where the Rich, where the V at
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| Man, this shit got me all lazy
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| In a new Mercedes, with two fly ladies
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| Coke plug show a broke bitch no love
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| Might slide in it with no glove
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| Hold up, bundle so thick it don’t fold up
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| Rolled up, smoke on sulfa, I’m a stoner
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| Weed head from the SF City
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| Where my bud’s so good and my chain so pretty
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| Boy! |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Dump , by - Berner. Song from the album 20 Lights, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп