Slob on my knob
Like corn on the cob
Check in with me
And do your job

Lay on the bed
And gimme head
Don`t have to ask
Don`t have to beg

Juicy is my name
Sex is my game
Let`s call the boys
Let`s run a train

Squeeze on my nuts
Lick on my butt
The natural curly hair
Please don`t touch

First find a mate
Second find a place
Third find a bag
To hide the whole face

Real name grover
I said bend over
I started to knock
Then came the odor

Smelt like mush
Shouldn`t had a woosh
Told her to stop
And take a doosh

Once she did that
I didn`t want the cat
So, I bailed out
And never came back

Sucka ni**a dicka suck
Sucka ni**a dicka suck
Sucka ni**a dicka suck
Sucka ni**a dicka suck

My ni**a, D-magic
Said he had to have it
I said just forget it
It`s too crappy

Know a little freak
In Hollywood
Sucks on dick
Does it real good

She`ll give you money
Feel up your tummy
House full of kids
Parents all funny

Once had a doubt
Backyard ground
Hit it from the back
Enjoyed the sound

Name under cover
Always used a rubber
Until I got caught
F**kin` with her mother

She blamed it on me
We fought in the streets
She pulled out a knife
So I had to flee

Call up the boys
Went to her house
Trashed the whole place
Threw the bitch out

Police busted in
"Where the ni**as at?"
We left just in time
And never came back

Rode through the hood
Wavin` at the freaks
Sniffin` all the rocks.
Smokin` all the geeks

Made another stop
Police station
Saw a few cops
Drove by and spayed them

License tag number
A ni**a said he saw
Focus all the time
And never get caught