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| Devin not devil or no demon how uneven
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| Weed & cigarrs, brew in the seat of the car
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| Who can it be other than coffee brother D
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| I cut a sweet with my finger
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| Choke a bitch with my dick then walk up the stairs and hang her
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| Who can get they thang sucked while they boo boo?
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| — I can, by a chinese bitch who just fixed the moo-goo-gai pan
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| I stay high man I guess thats why a motherfucker smile
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| Feedin these hoes dick Fuddruckers style
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| A buck wild bitch I like her
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| Other hoes might try to fight her
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| I be tip-toein through texas
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| Even got bitches in ryder
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| Ask me do I know a ho named so and so
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| I might’ve ask her did I nut quick or was it one of them all nighters?
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| I like dick lickers and ball biters
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| And honey dips who dont trip if I dont write her
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| I be kickin it
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| Stickin this dick off in these bitches
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| It’s gettin ridiculous
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| I hope I don’t get sick of this
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| Oooooooooo-Ooooo
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| I’m just flippin, ridin, slippin, slidin and shit
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| Don’t try this at home
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| Cause see me be high in the bitch
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| Phone rangin man I got my choice of 2 hoes
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| Which one should I choose
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| Shit you know how it goes
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| I choose both now we on the other side of town stylin
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| Niggas mean muggin but im still smilin
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| Cause one bitch is playing with the other bitches titty
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| Cat hangin´ out im like ''here kitty kitty''
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| Every city and state
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| Them hoes fix me a plate when I arrive
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| Then they open up they thighs
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| And I be amazed myself sometimes
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| How I can get my dick raised with just one rhyme
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| I started off horny with a hobby
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| But no longer have to hub around the hotel lobby
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| I be kickin it
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| Stickin this dick off in these bitches
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| It’s gettin ridiculous
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| I hope I don’t get sick of this
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| Oooooooooo-Ooooo
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| Oooooooooo-Ooooo
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| Rumblin and tumblin
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| Why theres no need
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| I rather look at the fight
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| Sit back and roll me some weed
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| Me and my niggas we be lookin for hoes to conjer up
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| Catch em in a group we swoop and ask them do they wanna fuck
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| And if they sleazy then its easy of course
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| But if they lady like we gotta control our voice
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| You know: Our volume, our pitch, our tone
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| And if she still don’t give you no pussy
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| Tell the bitch gone on
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| As the beat goes on the heat goes on
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| Lil' sweetie excuse the booze it belongs to me
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| Im known to be pretty horny
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| Fuck you in the mornin
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| While you yawnin you’ll feel this dick going in
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| Pushin', Jugin' but it don’t irritate
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| No force no court no need to letigate
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| Kickin it
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| Stickin this dick off in these bitches
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| It’s gettin ridiculous
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| I hope I don’t get sick-a-this
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Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song I Hope I Don't Get Sick-A-This , by - Devin the Dude. Song from the album Waitin' To Inhale, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп