Tytuł: I wanna

• Wykonawca: Kurupt
• Wyświetleń: 246

  
   For all the girls you know you in the Garden Eden
  This is the dumb pick, I love to fuck
  To my baby girl Denim
  You can't wait till we gets on to crash your body
  
  Kurupt:
  Dogg Pound Gangstaville, yeah Gangsta style
  Ha, check it, I wanna fuck
  To all ya bitches, I wanna fuck
  Young ladies, I wanna fuck
  I wanna fuck what so we gon fuck or what
  
  Chorus(2X):
  Don't wanna chat, I wanna fuck(fuck)
  You wanna act, I wanna fuck(fuck)
  No time for rap, just wanna fuck
  You wanna fuck, let us fuck so we gon fuck or what
  
  You never stop suckin me off
  For as long as I'm breakin you off
  I never go soft Show you who's boss
  But you got to stay wet for me to confess
  That you fuck best than all the rest
  See me personally murder the weed
  Loving the speed, rumble the seeds
  Fucking and hee, funny's runnin with me
  Have you comin for me
  You think you special, you lunchin, you know you just me
  You hear the fuck, now stay, so fuck then leave right
  Leave horny to win and porn to kill freaks and
  Definitely nasty under ( ) freeze, grab me a Henney
  Bow down surrender to me
  (Kurupt):
  You talkin me to death and I've heard enough
  I want my shit licked, waxed and buffed
  You ain't sayin shit till you show me your stuff
  Conversation comes bitch after we fuck
  
  Chorus 2X
  
  So now bitch, I hear you wanna fuck fuck fuck
  Well, guess what, I really wanna nut nut nut
  All over your face and on your butt
  Back shots to the gut, see coocoo for cocoa puffs
  She get crazy for cocoa nuts
  Pull down one pant leg, shit is displayed
  Kick over the lamp shade
  Ass come equipped with an ash tray
  Call me a taxi, I'm nasty
  Don't be nervous, check my escort service
  Got the bitches jumpin like monkeys in the circus
  So while I small talk and pops shit it, put a sock in it
  While Royale and Dogg Pound click be spacely sprocking it
  (Dogg Poung Gangstaville)
  Eightball in the corner pocket shit while you watchin it
  Snakeyes hit you with the proper shit, poppa-dopalis
  Wild sex and me now that's monotonous
  I'm man floss the rocks and shit
  Quick to have your baby momma coppin it(baby momma coppin it)
  
  Might as give you well till I take you home
  Make you wanna sweat and you sit and moan
  Promise me baby that I can take you home
  Take you to my room
  Confront the freak in you
  Run you through my groove
  Hey, that's what you wanna do
  
  Chorus 4X
  
  Yo forget the chit chat, basement, that shit don't matter
  I want to hit it from the back till I touch your gall bladder
  I'm all about sex, getting pussy that's wet
  Fucking bitches in the stretch
  Riding to the bank, cashing my checks
  Smoking, sipping 'Zay and Mo Wet, bitch on the left
  Telling me how freaky she get, I'm on some sex shit
  If you ain't with it, hit the exit, baby check it
  Just get down on the floor and strip naked
  You talkin me to death and I've heard enough
  I want my shit licked, waxed and buffed
  You ain't sayin shit till you show me your stuff
  Conversation comes bitch after we fuck
  
  Chorus 4X
  
  Kurupt:
  Now bitches freeze, you fuck around, not me and my homies
  I got the homies freeze, froze, muthafuckaz we don't love them hoes
  I got these bad ass wanna eat a dick ass, quick ass
  Fifty five cheaters, quick ass
  We get ass, we get cash
  And I don't give a fuck about a bitch ass muthafucka
  This is how we do it over here nigga
  Fuck a coast nigga, we on them hoes nigga
  I guess I got to tell them what the time they were
  Fuck a bitch nigga, get rich nigga
  
  Cuz bitch you got some bomb azz pussy (you got the bomb bitch)
  Cuz bitch you got some bomb azz pussy (you got the bomb bitch)
  Cuz bitch you got some bomb azz pussy (you got the bomb bitch)
  
  Let's play house, what you talkin bout
  Put it in your mouth, quick to turn them out
  All the way from Philly to the dirty south
  You talkin me to death and I've heard enough
  I want my shit licked, waxed and buffed
  You ain't sayin shit till you show me your stuff
  Conversation comes bitch after we fuck
  You talkin me to death and I've heard enough
  I want my shit licked, waxed and buffed
  You ain't sayin shit till you show me your stuff
  Conversation comes bitch after we fuck
  
  Chorus to end with variations