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Get Loaded
Lyricist:David Blake
I don't get it I mean you niggas claim to be riders and thugged out And super OG and all that old shit But for real, what would you really rather be doin'?
Would you rather be in these streets Scrappin' and shootin' with these niggas? Or somewhere with a blunt in your mouth Getting ya dick sucked by a bad ass bitch? Oh yeah that's me babe
Now super socka with gin and Seagrams and sweet and sour Are sippin', suckin' on my sausage gave the stripper some power Limpin' every time she get lead, you come poppin' that shit Then whimper like a little puppy when your walls get hit
Suckin' ya thumb I make ya cum one by one Till we both get up the mountain and just pop like guns Composure if I keep it past the two minute mark I'ma bang you till the sun peaks so you in the dark
'Cus I'll lick you for 15, make you steamy and cream Then lick you for 30 more 'cus I'm a nympho's dream What the dealy? We stay like peanut butter and jelly Pull apart when you get silly then just sleep on ya belly
Don't go tell him, it was me that had you all in the cut Cock in ya twat, tongue in ya ear, thumb in ya butt Making you nut, my nuts they endorse your chin I graduated from ya cock and took the course again
Now can we get loaded, get yo ass drunk, you can buy me a beer Can we get loaded, I'll buy you a beer to help break the ice Get loaded, it's a whole lot of ass, back in those days, you better know it Get loaded, get yo ass drunk, come fuck me good baby
Well I met this bitch, she hard like a man 5'6, ass thick with a crispy cream tan Jawbone like no other and quick to get another Hooker just like her to come and stroke y'all bird
She be hummin' on your balls, never wear no drawers Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Lift her skirt up out in public, pager overflowed with calls Ditchin' outta school to come and kick it with y'all Givin' you braggin' rights for the homies when she hand you a bra
But she married now, got a husband and kids Tryin' to settle down, shake all them niggas she did but bitch Age'll never take the freak out of a freak You gon' still want a different dick 3 Fridays outta week
One day I bumped into her at the car wash With her kids, titties fell and her ass was all squashed Saying, 'I go to church and I live with my spouse But follow me and let me drop my kids off at pumpkin's house'
So we can get loaded, get yo ass drunk, you can buy me a beer Get loaded, I'll buy you a beer to help break the ice Get loaded, it's a whole lot of ass, back in those days, you better know it Get loaded, get yo ass drunk, come fuck me good baby
I took ya from bones to don pi, free styles to MTV Demo tapes to my new CD I'm still the god to your vertical joyride And will coat your whole hide with fluoride
When I smack that ass don't forget ya chips When I slide between ya titties better wet ya lips I'm the imp the dimp, the ladies pimp The women fight even though they are dikes
When she grabbed the mic, it felt like she had two tongues Ky'ed the [Incomprehensible]and then stroked the two buns It was fun and all but one of my balls was stuck up in the sugar walls Y'all had to pull and push man the fuckin' push was pull Mixed with Belvedere and Red Bull shit I took a bump with a pimp and thought what the fuck? And tried to stick my other nut up in her but
So she can get loaded, get yo ass drunk you can buy me a beer? Get loaded, I'll buy you a beer to help break the ice Get loaded, a whole lot of ass back in those days you better know it Get loaded get yo ass drunk come fuck me good baby
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