Lyrics:
tongue-in-cheek
I'd yank my fuckin' teeth before I'd ever bite my tongue
I'd slice my gums, get struck by fuckin' lightning twice at once
And die and come back
like "Yea but don't trip if I happen to yank a track out"
When I get done its smooth sailing once I pull that 'Lac out
Next destination I move forward
mattress that yo' sheets is on
Sheets is on, yank 'em off
And every little kiss I'm a make 'em soft
Yo' undergarments, take 'em off
Take 'em off so you
shoulder there
Up go the right and me blood pressure there
With my tongue in the cheek of the gold underwear
One yank of the teeth and they off
keep it going like the Energizer bunny|Shake that, shake that, move it all around|Spank that, yank that dutch back now|Freak him, freak her, whatever
me to climb up in it like a tree (tree)
Is that ass real or fake? I'ma find out (out)
She say she like it rough, I'ma pull her tracks out (yank it)
don't shoot bullets and I don't shoot blanks
My style is supreme, number one is my rank
And I got more power than the New York Yanks
mattress that yo' sheets is on
Sheets is on, yank 'em off
And every little kiss I'ma make 'em soft
Yo' undergarments, take 'em off
Take 'em off so you can
life!
Molly:
Your gonna clean this dump until it
SHINES
Like the top of the Chrysler building!
Yank the whiskers from her chin!
Jab her with a safety
burns down and everybody fiddles
Deportee
But a thousand dollars won't buy you a Yank, you wife, alas
There's a thousand years of history ground in this
happen to yank a track out"
When I get done, it's smooth sailin' once I pull that 'Lac out
Next destination, I move forward like Jerry Stackhouse
And 1,
the cowboys and the hippies and the rebels
and the yanks. You just go and lay your head on a
Pittsburgh Steeler fan and I think you're gonna
finally
mattress that yo' sheets is on
Sheets is on, yank 'em off
And every little kiss I'm a make 'em soft
Yo' undergarments, take 'em off
Take 'em off so you
But they was busters so I gives a fuck
Pop a man in his fuckin' dome
Had to yank for chrome
I forgot it, I was lurkin' in the red zone
When the smoke
back to kiss
Her and yank up the long T-shirt she wears as
A dress i discover she's
Wearing no underwear suddenly
Her finger finds my pussy and
She is
the dice in that motherfucker
Straight hole like Yanks in this motherfucker
Shit you just cannot ignore
Pinky ring bigger than yours
And my lean pinker than
Kendrick you gotta respect it
Niggas respect me man (K dot)
Stop being some yank nigga it's real
Lotta niggas tryna play gangsta, huh
It's 2004 man you up in
with South Americans and Yanks
Not to sound shamanistic but there's medicine in paint
It gets kinetic if you let it, there's a fetish in its strength
She runs home to her foster dad
He opens up a zipper
And he yanks her to her knees
Oh, please be here, please
My friend
Poor Cherokee Louise
anchor yank and we will party!
A shanty town, a chanty in Waikiki, and juxtapose
A man with a mystery a blue Hawaiian, capture
His melody,
Now an' I'm goin' back down South
Man, where the weather suits my clothes
Now, I done fooled around in Chicago
Yank, I done almost froze
Now,
She runs home to her foster dad
He opens up a zipper
And he yanks her to her knees
Oh, please be here, please
My friend
Poor Cherokee Louise
You shouldn't take it
You shouldn't take it so hard, yeah
Yank it up, baby
Or get yourself a new name
You want a little bit once in a while
Yeah,
Now, any-'is, moonshine
Moonshine do harm to many men
Now any-'is, moonshine
Moonshine do harm to many men
Now, that is the reason why
Yank, I
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