Lyrics:
Slob on my knob
Slob on my knob
Slob on my knob
Slob on my knob
Slob on my knob
Slob on my knob
Slob on my knob
Slob on my knob
Slob on my knob
Slob
[SCARFACE]
I woke up
One morning ran outside because I seen yellow tape
Another Slob lying down because he tried to escape
Another A-T-L-A-N-T-I-see
[SCARFACE]
I woke up
One morning ran outside because I seen yellow tape
Another Slob lying down because he tried to escape
Another A-T-L-A-N-T-I-see
Type of shit that's real known for killin' a cop
Now what's the flex the F flag, true rag?
THE BLUE RAG!
Lookin' at the news
ANOTHER SLOB IN A BODY BAG
out the sunroof, drunk on Margarita
Slobs ain't shit, we're gorgeous, ready for the raid
Let 'em on pull up and watch me spray
The F is for death
out the sunroof, drunk on Margarita
Slobs ain't shit, we're gorgeous, ready for the raid
Let 'em on pull up and watch me spray
The F is for death
Nigga this is South Side
The muthafuckin' A-Drive
Slob-ass niggas better recognize
Niggas need to see cool
Nigga fuck a die-'are you
Nigga South
doing splits on the dick for a tip
Here's a tip put the lips on the dick
Put the lips on the dick
Slob on my knob, slob slob on my knob
Slob on my knob,
up
Slobs be flamin' but my 9 is quicker
I'm crippin' for life so Slobs I'm gonna get ya
Uh, I'm bendin' corners, rollin' rowds in this cut
Drinkin'
[AWOL]
I want to kill a Slob it's the fifth of the month
Blue rag on my head, on my side, on the front
Blue Pumas on my feet, blue khakis on my ass
[AWOL]
I want to kill a Slob it's the fifth of the month
Blue rag on my head, on my side, on the front
Blue Pumas on my feet, blue khakis on my ass
She Say My Jaws Hurt
She Keep telling me
My jaws hurt
I say slob
Girl just keep on Doing
Do stop
Girl just slob on My noob
She Say My Jaws Hurt
que?, ando [?]
No cortejo a muchachos, sí, sí, sí
(Cuello)
Mire amiga
Yo soy carpintero en puñaladas
(Kinder)
La di da di da, slob on me knob
La
friends couch
When people see you coming they hide and go ouch
Eh hey Bob
Don't be a slob
Get a job get a job
Eh hey hey hey
Don't be a slob
Get a job get
gangstas with the Stars on the side
I'm buckin' off-brands, all Slobs, bitches and tricks
And I'm from Eastside Fushed Town Mafia Crip
WATTS UP to my homies
[BIG FREEZE]
Catch the beat for the Ace Duece Trey
Big Freeze is in effect for 94 and I'mma spray
Tec-9 hollow point tips on your Slob-ass killin
gangstas with the Stars on the side
I'm buckin' off-brands, all Slobs, bitches and tricks
And I'm from Eastside Fushed Town Mafia Crip
WATTS UP to my homies
I'm a slob, I'm a slob
I'm a sloppy person
And I don't need your sympathy
Cause I don't mind this mess I'm living in
You and your precision well
[BIG CIXX a.k.a SIX PAC]
Everything is gonna see alright so nigga don't trip
Nationwide Rip Ridaz is what we claim, Crip
Buckin' on Slobs day
living my life
Get yourself a wife
Get yourself a job
You're living a dream
Don't you be a slob
Leave
Me again
Don't hang out
In my den
(oh)
(Hey you disgusting slob, you better take the trash out)uh uh uh uh, oh
Boy there's a lot in here (a lot)
And everyday it grows (oh)
(Hey you
"You better get my muthafuckin' money back, you Slob-ass bitch
'fore have my brother killed my peer and put some work in your punk-ass"
"What?!
"You better get my muthafuckin' money back, you Slob-ass bitch
'fore have my brother killed my peer and put some work in your punk-ass"
"What?!
(yeah)
be -K (yeah)
Slob Killer (Slob!)
Fuck Sway
You see me though
Or do you hear me though
We about to break it off like this
Loc'd out
[TWIN LOC]
Loc'd
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