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スリー・6・マフィア( Three 6 Mafia )
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From Da Back
作詞:Paul Beauregard, Jordan Houston, Lola Mitchell
You dealing with some thugs Who like to hit it from the back, back With no kind of springs attached What you think about that shorty?
You dealing with some bitches Who like cheese up front, front Get down on your knees up front Now, what you think about that, baby?
You dealing with some thugs Who like to hit it from the back, back With no kind of springs attached What you think about that shorty?
You dealing with some bitches Who like cheese up front, front Get down on your knees up front Now, what you think about that, baby?
Nigga, please, I' m hotter than a hundred degrees Poppy in me but sex don't come until we come to our knees Gimme' yo' cheese before I get my niggas and weed Flatten you out take care of that that's how it be, baby
Me and my girls cost too much for you, nigga Extra nigga in the Jag, can you get with me nigga? Hell no, I'm the bitch with the chronic that's getting high Makin' money, lookin' funny when I fuck on you guys
Damn right, I'm the bitch of da night No matter what thugged out And some shirt, short jeans, a big butt What you see when I'm walking on by
I see you lookin' whether male or female You in I see you lookin' When I'm packin' yo' nigga you know the taste At the S it's 99
You serve me with cha' face nigga You know we did it You be trickin' like daddy oops, I spilled the beans, baby I be braggin' like this have ya heard ?
You dealing with some thugs Who like to hit it from the back, back With no kind of springs attached What you think about that shorty?
You dealing with some bitches Who like cheese up front, front Get down on your knees up front Now, what you think about that, baby?
You dealing with some thugs Who like to hit it from the back, back With no kind of springs attached What you think about that shorty?
You dealing with some bitches Who like cheese up front, front Wet down on your knees up front Now, what you think about that, baby?
I seen em' coming out the club Drop the posse walk me down Barely able to stand up, barely able to fall down Hanging in the bathroom with my dogs
It's all about two balls now, I need a warm cup もっと沢山の歌詞は ※ Mojim.com For a dick and two balls it's Paul in a Jag But ain't bout' to brag, I'm trying to grab A little hot somethin' skately wag
Some 'bout it, some down it tray ghetto ass, ho Some ready for war cause hittin' it boy will make your ass go All motherfuckin' night dont play drop yo jawbones It's on, cause this dick on my leg
Y'all niggas want a real dicksucker Come Down South make you say 'Damn, Grey, you still eat with that mouth?' Then she turned over, caught dripping like a faucet
I called my dog Too Sway 'cause this ho about to toss it I'm fucking with you cause you fucked with me And caught this Christian in a bad little Somethin' to my whole weed
You dealing with some thugs Who like to hit it from the back, back With no kind of springs attached What you think about that shorty?
You dealing with some bitches Who like cheese up front, front Get down on your knees up front Now, what you think about that, baby?
You dealing with some thugs Who like to hit it from the back, back With no kind of springs attached What you think about that shorty?
You dealing with some bitches Who like cheese up front, front Get down on your knees up front Now, what you think about that, baby?
First my nigga, call the freak, tell her she got dick to eat Balls and all standin' tall dont forget the jack 'a' me Tell her five dope we keep, opt a move as just a sweep Heard she liked it from da back, in the back from Toronsy
Paul said she wants to blow with bad bitch week We cut off her I don't wanna hit the jump Grab my eight, we'll get her drunk My nigg, what you waitin' on?
Hey, let me use that other phone Fuck that, she got skit to hit I'm a call that ho while she at home Hello
What's the bidness bitch? Who is this? Mister Dick, I'm 'bout to come and scoop you up For what? For what the fuck, the click
My dog said you got the clams, silicon wit the ass Don't even need a bag to hide your face To sit you down, rumors say you turn em' out In da car, or on da couch
Never hear em' yellin' ouch Dick and balls up in yo' mouth Grab my eight and in a hit Maybe you can bring your friend Do you niggas got that bluff? Yeah [Incomprehensible]
You dealing with some thugs Who like to hit it from the back, back With no kind of springs attached What you think about that shorty?
You dealing with some bitches Who like cheese up front, front Get down on your knees up front Now, what you think about that, baby?
You dealing with some thugs Who like to hit it from the back, back With no kind of springs attached What you think about that shorty?
You dealing with some bitches Who like cheese up front, front Get down on your knees up front Now, what you think about that, baby?
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