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Big Feel, what's going on, baby? What's going on, DJ, baby? Man, nothing much, you holdin' down that Ville, right? Man, all day Look, for sure I knew I had to tell you somethin', man There's a dick suckin' dog I gotta hook you up with when you come back down to this, M, you know what I'm sayin'? Man, spit that shit to me Man, look, the best dick sucker I done had on this side of the motherfuckin' Tenn, man, but I got you though, you heard me? Oh, spit it to me
I beat the pussy like it stole something Never let her hold something Put this dick off in her mouth claimin' that she owe something Off the waam, I told you, ho bitch, you ain't nothin' but shit to me A good dick suck to me A fuck to me But now you history You get my dick harder than most And I have been from coast to coast I love the way you massage my balls And stick my dick clean down your throat She lived to take it up the ass Sometimes even comes off it And when I'm about to nut She takes it out swallows never spits She rubs her on clit while you hit Rubs her on titts A bisexual on top of that couldn't beat it with a stick The type of girl you prayed for The type of girl some pay for But I done uped out the pocket The knockin she's a groupie ho And that's what I'm loving (lovin) That's what I'm liking (liking) A fan of DJ Paul is with some fucking and some diking And I'll never diss you on a song That there girl you can trust But if you bullshit me ho I'm make your ass famous
Still getting my dick, still getting my dick Still getting my still getting my dick sucked From the ho that love to fuck Good The chewin that you be doing I can't deny You's a pro on the dick did I say good I mean you fire Loves to fuck in the car Cheap motelers It's whatever She ain't got no preference But I could showll be a reference Never danced in the clubs She claim she too shy But that's a lie If I ever heard a fucking lie That bitch ain't Cleo but she got some real good conversation That's how she hold it down cause conversation rule the nation Come meet you anywhere Plane, trains, or automobiles She from out of town but I damn near think I met her on Beale She be in all the spots Love to hang in ATL She got a Rolex watch But that junt is fake as hell Her nigga in the feds scared mayne he think shes missing But she ain't missing She just been hanging with some pimping She got a blow habit That's what I'm really loving She come on herself and her pussy be bout hot as an oven
Still getting my dick, still getting my dick Still getting my still getting my dick sucked From the ho that love to fuck
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