Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Salt Shakers Hotline, artist - La Chat. Album song Murder She Spoke, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 22.10.2001
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Koch
Song language: English
Salt Shakers Hotline |
Slob on my cat, get it nice and wet |
Check in with me, holla at La Chat |
Fuck with yo girl (girl), lick on my pearl (pearl) |
Suck up all the nut, like you was a squirrel |
Lay me on the bed, tongue between my legs |
Ooh you got me shaking, I grip you by your head |
You naughty, naughty boy, you good at this of course |
The way you got me coming, you did this shit before |
Now you wanna hit, cause you took a lick |
Leave your dick hard, go holla at your bitch |
I met two niggas, said they wanna fuck |
One ate my pussy, and the other lick my butt |
Fucking with this dude, I’m finna let him hit |
He got a fine body, with a little bitty dick |
Little do he know, what I’m all about |
Call up my girls, his face on the house |
Eat a bitch cat or some (chorus 4x) |
I’m known to be a mack, straight up out the South |
Looking for the boys, with golds in their mouth |
Ridin' niggas gold, is the shit I do |
If the shit is good, you do my whole crew |
I’m never saving cap, put it on the map |
Toss it to her friend, your face in her lap |
When I’m on that weed, gotta have my knees |
The motion of your tongue, make me curl my feet |
Know a freaky dude, in Westwood |
Like licking click, does it real good |
He’s the type of dude, down for that tricking |
Never wanna fuck, just do the licking |
You could get me sprung, when the cap is fire |
I’ll burn you up, I ain’t goin lie |
Call my girls again, time to go out |
Hit Beals Street, looking so stout |