| spoken:
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| stinkin rich is x rated
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| buck:
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| guess whos squirtin', comin', playin' with the kitty cat
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| it’s uncle climax with a fist full of titty fat
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| shaggin' like i don’t give a cripple-crap-crutch
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| with a tennis ball machine and a nipple grab touch
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| watch this, if you’ve got panties that crotchless
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| and you look like stella kewan
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| im a jack rabbit fella screwin'
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| tryin' to please, i got a flyin' trapeze
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| in my bedroom, pocket balls
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| wood-panelled talkin' walls
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| good channel connected to the cable with the news on
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| flannel bed spread, i’m baby naked
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| leave your shoes on though, you might need 'em
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| over off the edge of the bed hangin
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| bubble fuck, head bangin'
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| sideways, double tuck
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| i got a private dorm, carbonated spanish
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| flyin' diet form, with new age music on vinyl for the quiet storm
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| methods and techniques and symmetrical forces
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| full of i need a few more electrical sources
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| your last boyfriend was borin', and i’m not as choosey as him
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| in the beginning i’m goin' face-first with enthusiasm
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| he never knew about this, he got no style netiher
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| i’ve got this move that starts off
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| lookin' like a pile-driver
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| comin' at ya three dimensional
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| we don’t need to be conventional
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| i’ve got 2 friends and a zoom lense
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| forget about the problems in the middle-east
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| your student loans, the tropical rain forest
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| let’s get nude and groan
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| flames of desire in my heart are burning true
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| sweetheart i love you but my balls are turnin' blue
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| so let’s rock, i like seeing thighs
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| and feelin' hands on my body
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| we need some low-hangin' ceiling fans
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| i already got a tickle trunk and a battle axe
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| we can giddy-up until the leather in the saddle crack
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| flatten the mattress, you better batton the hatches
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| i got a dick-wad like nobodys business, partner
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| i see that look in your eyes you’re thinkin' or a certain bone
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| i’m tryin' to make you wanna scream and moan
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| so get a grip on the rung
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| i wanna find all the places on your body
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| with the tip of my tongue
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| positions vary from the missionary
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| and climax wraps best
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| once we get back the results of your PAP test
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| we can screw and do stuff
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| spoken:
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| stinkin rich is x-rated |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Pubic's Tube , by - Buck 65. Song from the album Language Arts, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп