Lyrics:
Crash landed On a planet Ooh that's gotta hurt It was the Planet of Crotches It was the Planet of Crotches My favorite time With you Ooh hooo Laughter
leave Me nah dead inna no closet Things weh man go through fi crotches Oh jheeze She ah bawl and ah beg and ah plea Through he window she want me fi
dat phat pussy pon it you have di tightest punani This big meat weh yuh get mek you crotches wet Pum pum tsunami, bet seh yuh man never fuck yuh so
yuh Crotches me ago deh deh all month Draws lif up, Cocky gone up Scorpio Fuck, Pussy Taurus June July lie August inna yuh Crotches me ago deh deh all
crotches! Sidung fi di buddy Wha' you say, you love sausage? White gyal see it and say "Hey What that is?! " you nuh waan long cocky Inna your pussy passage?
e crotches (See Style) And me tell yuh bout style Yeah we full a dat Gyal dem seh me sweet Just like a bulla bag And a nigga neva pop mi tag
and you kotch it What a puppy tail just ah wave when you slap it Dweet how you like tell dem doh watch yuh crotches (Doh watch yuh crotches, doh watch yuh
creases Tongue wid pussy and feces Fi chop up inna thirty-five million likkle pieces Hey, me nuh blow, a nuh breezes Inna crotches me drive in di 7
sperms mek yuh teeth so white Colgate Tight pumpum, mek yuh crotches warm Mek di goat ram it (mhm) Capricorn Church people cyah clap like yuh batty jaw
synchronized our watches And arranged for the meeting of our crotches On the other side of the planet On the other side of the world Well, that wasn't a very
and light no matches Dem better try nuh go ah road, 'bout dem nuh buy no crotches Cah man ah go shoot dem inna dem head as sumaddy find dem ah bitch Three
Drop Top Some man nah get not crotches dem fi stop chat All di day alone dem fuck dem nuh that hot (Karey Records) Question (question) You ever
Ashes ashes She burn him like a ashes She burn him like a ashes She burn the boy to ashes Say she nah give him no crotches (None at all) Middle
The video jukebox is playing Madonna While just down the block at some local theater They're grabbing their crotches at the 13th beheading As the dead rise
drop crotches Swatch watches and sneakers matches with the Parkers But it's like being overstaffed at a boxing gym With all these trainers, but I
Grabbing our crotches yelling "What up?" The jeans cost 500 fuck Stop it, keep baking, see the smell it's a statement One freeze of this shit, you won't
Gal tek wuk from when mi a dig inna yuh crotches A kill dem! (and one and two and three and four lick a shot more fire!) A kill dem! (and one
pretty gal a par and Yuh know we a di baddest More fire bun di place Wid a book a matches gal tek wuk from when mi a Dig inna yuh crotches [Chorus: Busta
up your crotches and fuck up your process Bouncing in like even saying adios or even buenos notches Have y'all niggas wilding having a fit Flame
to battle Fight seein' at every angle Like a motherfucking satellite Quickly bust up your crotches and Fuck up your process bounce in the night Leavin' sayin'
compare crotches, cockless Taking Tech is too toxic, toss it! Never will the bosses take losses Study cautiousness off this shit! Cause some fans are
compare crotches, cockless Taking tech is too toxic, toss it Never will the bosses take losses Study cautiousness off this shit 'Cause some fans are
their vessel Nessel Discreet in crotches and underneath seats they tuck heat To complete the mission they had no decision in No longer do they use our
to battle Fight seein' at every angle like a motherf***ing satellite Quickly bust up your crotches and f*** up your process Bounce in the night, leavin'
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