how ta pick em son learn how ta lick em son learn how to stick em son between the thighs and you got to try not to beat em too much try not to teach em
번역: 데이비드 앨런 Coe. 엠 픽, 엠 엠 스틱 '릭.
mama jama goddammit motherfucker you ain't gotta like me How you studying these hoes, need to talk what you know And stop talking bout who I'm sticking and licking
'em up outta me hood, rip's straight When I'm makin' me grip with a me click Rollin' with Ruthless, the thug I be Me put 'em in mud, buck 'em and pump
up off the Clair, nigga, fuck it, no surrender No surrender No surrender Not wantin' the copper to hit me a lick up Found me a victim to stick up, pick
to echo loud, bout 7 miles Doc, dirty Jersey, hunt 'em down Uncut rhymes, won't even fit your foul Baddest man out the bunch, pick 'em out Drunk with
'em down Pound to echo loud, bout 7 miles Doc, dirty Jersey, hunt 'em down Uncut rhymes, won't even fit your foul Baddest man out the bunch, pick 'em
' but a freak and no future in the front Bitches be lovin' how I dick 'em When I get them in the mood to fuck They hold up all my nuts and lick 'em They
?s or Tinky Winky?s And this one strictly for pick these? Old school afro, dry white beats Barclays Halifax, we stick these Endless gunshots, we lick
womb beater, clean pussy eater, inserting my john In that spot hotter than the hottest block, don't stop Response I got when I was knocking it Clocks steading ticking, kinky finger licking
Wes The royal blue Brougham was a drop top rag You could tell we was pimps from the Las Vegas tags 'Cause that's how we flipped it Hit a lick, paid
t-don't, stop-stop I'm harder than a Flinstone Coming up bigger than a Chub Rock Our types of lyrical styles Yes the Schnickens can pick 'em I burp, stick 'em, ha ha ha, stick 'em
get em' all off, nigga yo' loss, take it all off, got a nigga caught doe. For the Bone and leatherface if ya stick em' we buckin' em guns dats fucked
, Fast Eddie Drop a load on 'em, wrong folks got a hold on 'em Put the Blowed on 'em, roll on 'em Roll over 'em, no control over 'em, over me Outwardly
, and count to ten Don't wanna, huh, cause you know my nuts are going in I'm twisted, I'll cut your finger off, and stick it in your butt ...and glue
on a Oujia board Miss Crabber Damned, she would chew on snakes And swallow a ninja sword I said, "Hey bitch, how do you do? Some fucks call me Violent J" She picked
em and rape 'em and then I cut 'em up, Bake 'em and ate 'em then I throw 'em up, Shit 'em out, you gonna forget about 'em, You gotta live with out 'em
one that's rubbin' you right And able to stick my tongue off in your navel and lick till you drop Even though I like to stick the twat I'm realizin'