Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: MystikalНазвание : That Nigga Ain`t Shit!Данные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : rap hip-hop dirty south hip hop southern rap Видео:
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Nigga you ain`t shit I woke up this morning dick rock hard Had to piss so bad, that shit made me say God Lord! Dick harder then a armadello So I went in the bathroom and drained the little fellow Flush the toilet, washed my hands Took off my silk shirt, (whut else) and ? down my pants I was rolling to meet this bitch in bout an hour (what you did) ????? and grabbed and towled and jumped my stankin ass in the shower And now i`m feelin better, at least i`m smellin better Instead of a combination of pussy and cheddar I still smelled like last night`s fuck So washed my lips, fingertips, but I can`t forget to wipe under the nuts Blow my nose, wash my toes, then my asshole Foggin up the mirrors, ?? all my fuckin clothes Ain`t that a bitch, i`m already runnin late Thinkin I ain`t got to do nothin, now I gotta change my outfit Stepped to the closet and scanned the wardrobe Seen that silk shirt, Tommy, fuck it, i`ll wear that Polo though Girbauds and Polo socks Slipped on the Fila`s cause it was too hot to bust the Timbo high tops I looked in the mirror one last time for kicks Like I really had to check, like I ain`t know I was the shit Everything was in place Pearly whites, brown complextion, daily braids and daily face Mirror, mirror, wasup, who`s the most stuck up ??? bitch I just fucked that stankin slut Thats the thought for the day I`m bouts to cut that hoe (why) she can`t fuck anyways Now i`m back on my mission But before I hit the fuckin front door, gots to hit the kitchen Cause all the ? is gettin bigger Man, I ain`t ate shit (dawg, ain`t you hungry) dawg, hungrier than three niggas Grits and oatmeal, no time to cook though Fuck it i`ll grab that left-over cold cut combo And now the stomachs at ease I`m bout the jet, but first grab the beeper, the ring, the ?, and the keys And now i`m ready for the street Lookin neat, smellin sweet from my teeth to my fuckin feet I guees it`s part of my job (what job nigga) Being colder then cold, smoother then smooth, sharper then sharp So if you catch my in the club don`t say shit Sweatin a nigga like Micheal ?? Tyler don`t pay bitch Cause I ain`t that nigga thats gonna play with ya Or stay with ya, but i`ll damn sure lay with ya Cause i`m that type of nigga to tell a bitch that I love em quick Better but not beleive it though (why) cause I ain`t bout shit That nigga ain`t shit That nigga ain`t bout shit That nigga ain`t shit 2x | Похожие исполнители:
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