Lyrics:
they're Mighty Mouse
In the kitchen, Arm & Hammer, just the right amount
Got the dope spot popping, dope spot jumping
Car parked by itself, robot stunting
step away your side
Fundi wa mtima wangu
Lips rangi we niuwee
Momy julieth
We ndo fundi yes i do
Fire burn eeh burn burn
Burn burn
She calls honey eeh
Yeah we fucking by the beach
(By the beach)
Rich vibes
Who gon do this shit like me
(Like me)
She freaky
Just like me
Vibe, vibe out (yeah)
Lets ride
shook there was a cross for fire yeah like everybody know but heres a tail of a cross for sex and this is how it gos
In my cross for sex me choose my
on tight jeans
Should have been Kahlua or ice cream
My pipe dream's long as the fight scenes in The Matrix
Scorpio rising, sex fiend by nature
Try
Flippin' mad pies, low price, I blow dice and throw them
.45 by my scrotum, manifest the Do or Die slogan
My niggas roll in ten M3's
Twenty Gods poppin'
talkin' 'bout cheddar
Brought to you by your millennium group, The Horsemen
Four swordsmen, from the land of the lost
Ras Kass, Killah Priest and Kurupt
FUCK y'all niggaz talkin' bout cheddar
[Ras] Brought to you by your millennium group, The Horsemen
[Can] Four swordsmen
[Ras] From the land
made to get paid
We only care about the raunchy photographs that we can save
Sex sells, that's the only way to excel
Fuck your morals, we'll give you
I feel sick fuck you, fuck you
I'mma kick that fuckin' face in
Blacklight, wasted it wasn't by mistake
That I got your mouth kicked in
Sweat, come
Who are we fooling?
Hell is hot, fire is proven
To burn for eternity, return of the student
That never learned how to live right just by how to shoot
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
baby
Wanna know how your day been
Can't wait to go bare skin
Stretch you out by the bath rug
Give you hugs by the fireplace
Going down like the fire
sweet from the
Thighs to the cheek
Sex on the beach
Check the size of my meat
Call me the butcher
Ludacris King Ding-a-Ling
Sheet smusher
Sweet
hair caught fire, you're diseased
Snuggled up with little kids
Balloon fights in trees
You rock dish-washing gloves
Michael, you queer, you fucking
I just love the shot
The way my brain fires off my mood
We could run the block
Once we decide where we gonna shoot
Tell me, just tell me
What you
fire
I am blinded by the lights
All I want is to feel like the first time
Waiting for the next hit - of my obsession
Ego, let go, distort, control
Your
Throwin' down Whiskey
Little sex on the beach
Moscow muling it
Ginger on my lips
Summer shandy by the pool n
Gettin' lil' lit
Point 12 on the breathalyze
on tight jeans
Should have been Kahlua or ice cream
My pipe dream's long as the fight scenes in The Matrix
Scorpio rising, sex fiend by nature
Try
shook there was a cross for fire yeah like everybody know but heres a tail of a cross for sex and this is how it gos
In my cross for sex me choose my
by law
And we're surrounded by
Assasins, fantomas, mutantes and serpents
Werewolves and sex fiends
New York New York City, Lafayettestreet
Alright now,
Yeah
Yo
Gettin' fucked up is a habit
But I ain't turning to an addict
Got that fire
Left you hot
So I'm bussin' niggas no transit
Got the boiler
boy cap more than Mitchell and Ness
I just smoked a whole blunt now I need me some sex
I wake up everyday feeling blessed
Not sponsored by Nike but I'm
Aye, Aye
Need you by my side
Girl you so fine
Bae hop in the coupe
We ain't wasting time
Bae you is the baddest
I ain't gotta lie
Imma put you in
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