Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Stallion, artist - Yukmouth. Album song 18k - The Golden Era: Deluxe Edition, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 04.11.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Smoke-A-Lot
Song language: English
Stallion |
It’s the world’s biggest dick |
Don’t matter just don’t bite it |
It’s the world’s biggest dick |
Don’t matter just don’t bite it |
But does she suck a good dick? |
Don’t matter just don’t bite it |
She swallowed it… |
Awww shit, I want to come, turn… turn around |
I want you to sit on it, sit on it… |
GODDAMN! |
— I said ride my dick not bend my dick, SHIT! |
Does your bitch know how to ride your dick? |
Would you consider your bitch to be a stallion? |
Well, my bitch didn’t, so I went out and bought the newest Smoke-A-Lot booklet |
The Art of Riding Dick! |
Lesson 3 first you straddle the rock hard dick |
Getting ready for positioning |
Now, it’s time to shift gears; |
face down, ass up |
As he begins rocking in, out of your wet pussy |
Pushing back harder, urging him to fuck your harder |
And before you know it: SPLASH! |
Kick it slow, is the tempo, and Tech is gonna flow |
As I engaged I wrote this page to let you know |
How the nigga be runnin' the game on these dames like ahh… |
Nigga, with the money and women and the… |
All with the motherfuckin' dick better… |
Greetings, better ??? |
Seriously speakin, for the 99 I’m reachin' |
Seeking, got the number and now I’m wonderin' if she bogus |
Now my focus, just to pop her just like Orville Reddenbacher |
Check it out, she was a thick ass young up in Timberland |
Hooked up with her Thursday night, the bitch acts strange |
Wore her sweat suits, so she can hide that good |
I’m tryin' to get it up in that hog, like Tiger Wood |
Soccer shit, I listen to an every problem down my dick |
It’s hope, she stick in the bop in time to hit |
I put her close and told her I’ll be there |
She got a man, I got a woman, but now I’m playin' with the coochie hair |
Now it’s on, now it’s on, fuck the phone |
Cause when I’m hittin' the stresses are all gone |
Now, she’s begging me to knock her pussy dead |
I already got my plan, just cause I’m a take her to the bed |
Then I’m a give her a show here, then I’m a run that ass down like a procaire |
Now, she is askin' about multiple dicks |
Shit, I’m on some more Manson manipulative shit |
You’re best be friend… |
Late night, when you’re rollin' in the streets |
Creepin', call on me alone |
Stallion, baby, I’m need of your love |
Creep with me, cause you know, you’re my good friend |
Aiy, aiy, aiy, once I was kickin' it at the drive-in |
Left the car full of motherfuckers drove-in |
Yo, at first I thought they was going to start some trouble |
But no, four niggas smoking weed inside a brand new Tex' Bauble |
Now, what you niggas think? |
— they got me chronic and that’s slogan |
All I see is niggas chokin’gand that fuckin' window smoking |
And I’m over here having a fit, cause this bitch that I’m with |
Got me smoking on that Bama of weed shit, I’m like damn! |
They need to walk over to the GS |
To purchase up sack of chronic instead of fuckin' with this 3S |
So I told that bitch, that I’m with |
That I’m goin' to get some more cigars |
Then got the fuck out the car |
Went to the next corner, looked through the window |
It seemed they’re smokin' Indo with some bitches I knew |
They let me in y’all, and my turn was like next |
I snatched their Moét and guzzled their shit, like overtry from the Sess |
Here it go ahead, hit it, hit it |
Passed me the weed, she snatched my dick up out my drawers |
Then gave a nigga some Head-To-Toe with it |
I didn’t cum for that shit that she does |
Then break her scrikkie scratch nikkie, cause she shiest out |
Pinky bitch sciddie caver |
Spigotty splash goes the cum, as I bust nut |
Bust nut, all in her face, suck a blunt up then raised the fuck up |
Back to the car pretend I never sinned |
You can be my stallion and play girl I’ll be your friend |
You’re best be friend… |
90 percent of these bitches still want to nut |
One and two, what the fuck would you niggas do if that shit was you? |
Bitches be all in a nigga grill, want to sneak to taste |
Want the niggas to nut all up in their face, I fuck these whores any place |
The villain don’t be havin' to fuck them when I let them see it |
When I open they shit and start gabblin, so be it |
I get loony, I make they mouths all yucky |
If she wanna love me long time when the suckie suckie |
With the attitude, this is part three |
Part four be the shit when your bitch look for me |
Ugh, Villain be watchin' these whores jumpin' like crickets |
Tryin' to find a nigga hotel so their ass can lick it |
This is for my nigga E, this is how the shit supposed to be |
Talkin' about these stanky hoes constantly |
But the Villain keep the nigga shit goin' |
Long as my motherfuckin' dick keep growin' |
Ugh, Ren and Yuk, really don’t give a fuck, with that nigga Tech N9ne |
He’ll freeze up your spine, tryin' to fuck with mine |
Ugh, all my niggas shit |
Cause this bitch sucked that hellified dick |
Shakin' that ass like the soul shaker |
Now, she is dancin' on the floor with a skirt no panties on |
I saw her hangin' in the alley |
Bragging to her friends how she whoring in the valley |
There you have it, a job well done |
Yeah, awww shit, (Moaning) |
Take it, take it, take it to the Tech N9ne and take it back on |
Then I want you to Yukmouth and take |
And take MC Ren and take |
To join the whole fuckin' basehead |
Yeah, yeah, give me, give me… |