Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dick Suckin' Song, artist - Nacho Picasso. Album song Blunt Raps 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 18.06.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Nacho
Song language: English
Dick Suckin' Song |
She don’t want a soft cock |
She deep-throat it like a cough drop |
Straight blew a nigga socks off |
Have more atlantic’s rocks off |
After that a nigga hopped off |
Grab my dick and wiped the snot off my sawed off and shot off |
I got off from head, she sharpened the pencil, ate all of the lead |
I haul off, don’t fall off, I fall off, I’m dead |
My balls off i crawled off and call of the Wed |
Don’t copy, if it ain’t sloppy |
Big black guy looking like coffee |
Not Folgers, I’m talking about whole gear |
Fingering her pussy while I whisper in her damn ear |
I dont give a fuck about your nigga is your man there |
She a show girl working at the tangent |
I tell her suck it like DX |
If she ain’t got no reflex |
My Cyclops in her Phoenix need Kleenex |
She playin' with it but her face is looking serious |
Suck a nigga dick like you on your period |
Suck a nigga dick like you on your period |
She suck a nigga dick like she on herperiod |
She playin' with it but her face is looking serious |
Suck a nigga dick like you on your period |
Suck a nigga dick like you on your period |
She Suck a nigga dick like she on her period |
Excuse me miss, hot damn, you’re fine |
Blow a nigga, make a wish like a dandelion |
I’m don’t work 9 to 5, not your daddy’s grind |
You with her now she brought home a fucking anti Christ |
You never seen me grind so hard since my aunty died |
Looking at me all intense with them Manson eyes |
But your momma keep on saying what a handsome guy |
Throwing kisses across the table, he ain’t smashin her right |
Call me Nacho Picasso, beat the meat up out of her taco |
I put my feet up on yo coach ho |
I nutted fast, then a nigga got outro |
Cause that taco ain’t coming with cilantro |
I wear glasses and a beanie like Waldo |
And all the bitches want to kick it like odo |
I’m on her walls, it’s Picasso like Pablo, Nacho |
Nowadays they treat peasants like they royalty |
I just ask for some presence and some loyalty |
They left me out too long no wonder that they spoiled me |
Its God’s Plan, damn the Devil’s trying to foil me |
So much beef I brought burgers to the boilery |
Got cocaine on my gums like that Oral B |
That Harlem chick gave me gums, yea that oral be |
Swallowed my nut then she ran to the store for me |
I’m trying to shake depression, she trying to take erections |
They love the My Reflection, I fuck your imperfections |
I fuck your indiscretions, I’ll fuck her in your presence |
I’m trying to catch my shadow, make Wendy loose her essence |
Galaxies, round and rounds, that I like to travel |
She knows if Nacho get to rantin', and that psycho babble |
I ain’t got a drug of choice, I just like to dabble |
Adam and Eve, tatted sleeve, as we bite the apple |