Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song All on My Dick , by - Bishop Lamont. Release date: 19.04.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
All on My Dick |
| Deja Vu brah |
| Before I met her, I already knew her |
| Slutty dame, sexy thang, a peruah |
| A gymnast, loved to be flipped |
| Somersault with a twist |
| Could have won the gold at the Olympics |
| Sprinkle manure, I’m on that pimp shit |
| Never see my sweat |
| My game like Clear Stick |
| Yeah, I’m buff motherfucker but I ain’t Melle Mel |
| Love makin’songs for the bitches, I guess I’m LL |
| But no mic on the arm, just an 18 tatted on my python |
| News flash, guess who L.A. got they eye on? |
| Little niggas talk big shit after you hop off my dick, hop back into your Scion |
| What’s the fuss about? |
| Haters shut your mouth |
| Deep down inside, admit it, you just wanna hang out |
| Touch Dre’s muscles, ride Aftermath’s dick |
| You faggots talk about me more than my ex-bitch |
| Why you niggas all on me? |
| Want me? |
| Jealous fellas gossipin’like a bitch |
| Maybe it’s cause you’re lonely |
| And you want me |
| No thank you, faggots stay off my dick |
| Why you niggas all on me? |
| You don’t don’t know me |
| Fuck you niggas, y’all ain’t shit |
| Momma always told me |
| Don’t be |
| A playa hatin’punk ass bitch |
| They say Taje is vicious |
| Stay gone off blunt and swishers |
| All it takes is one listen |
| To make your misses my mistress |
| I read the mayo on bitches |
| Y’all know I handle business |
| Known to knock out any rapper/producer or DJ senseless |
| Now bottoms up girl |
| No not them bottles girl |
| I love your face but that ass could be a model girl |
| I’m greedy and grotesque |
| Free Scorpio till death |
| Never needed them jewels, my skin bright enough to shine it’s damn self |
| When they gonna catch up to me? |
| When they gonna catch up to P? |
| Been a millennium ahead before we ever hooked up with the D.R.E. |
| That’s why the money pilin' |
| That’s why we be on islands |
| Y’all niggas talk away, I’m Andre 5000 |
| We don’t even need no toilets |
| That’s what them rappers fo' |
| We shit on them take they music, wipe and roll |
| Then Mop &Glo |
| The flow is cold, Antarctica, North Pole |
| When I drop |
| Timber, I’ll let you know |
| Why you niggas all on me? |
| Want me? |
| Jealous fellas gossipin’like a bitch |
| Maybe it’s cause you’re lonely |
| And you want me |
| No thank you, faggots stay off my dick |
| Why you niggas all on me? |
| You don’t don’t know me |
| Fuck you niggas, y’all ain’t shit |
| Momma always told me |
| Don’t be |
| A playa hatin’punk ass bitch |
| You force yourself to rap |
| And long to hold to the mic |
| You niggas look like you carry Kotex and baby wipes |
| So put my nuts down |
| I’m sure they gettin’heavy |
| A few songs and now I’m charged like an Eveready |
| Cliché, DJ Swine |
| And said I’m no good |
| And overlook my view like the hills in Hollywood |
| And niggas wish they was hard, maybe part of The Order |
| Until your Rover gets filled with holes the size of quarters |
| I’m no killer just a |
| Lost nigga for my |
| Safety, I’ll skin ya alive like a chinchilla |
| I’ve been cold, you ain’t nothin' |
| I live through the winter |
| I am what you ain’t, I’m such a fuckin’nigga |
| Serious, I’m beyond the mix |
| And quick to get pumped up and start some shit |
| Inch by inch I fill the room |
| There’s no more room on my dick so leave me alone |
| Why you niggas all on me? |
| Want me? |
| Jealous fellas gossipin’like a bitch |
| Maybe it’s cause you’re lonely |
| And you want me |
| No thank you, faggots stay off my dick |
| Why you niggas all on me? |
| You don’t don’t know me |
| Fuck you niggas, y’all ain’t shit |
| Momma always told me |
| Don’t be |
| A playa hatin’punk ass bitch |