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| Song: | put it on me(dj quik) |  
| Album: |  | Genres: | Rap |  
| Year: |  | Length: | 305 sec |  Lyrics: 
 Y'all ready to get dirty?Do y'all really wanna get X-rated?
 He, bottoms up
 Just hit me up when you need
 Sex, endo and Hennessey
 Won't you just put it on me
 I just want your company
 (Come on baby)
 Put it on me
 Relax and come chill with me
 Kick back, I got what you need
 Won't you just put it on me
 We back, we mack, stay blunted
 Knee pads, yo hoes they wanted
 Penthouse two o'clock eleven hundred
 It ain't no fun if I can't reroute your hoes in this direction
 Swerve in the intersection, I'm done, she restin'
 No question, done session
 Home wreckin', Doc motherfuckin' Dre, no guessin'
 Nothin' less than, I mess when I'm sexin'
 Bang on the block
 Even Asian bitches like to bang cock
 Draws drop, she bunny hops
 On it like a pro, she comes out the clothes
 But, uh, she flips the dildos
 Whether in the Pumps, Nikes or the steel toes
 Dre, you can spot it in the Benzos
 Squawtin' real low, got me drivin' real slow, she's a real ho
 And even though her parents spent the fat chip
 On that private school chip
 She graduated, got some thug dick and flipped
 No more checkered sweater, vest and plaid skirts
 She's out here naked more or less and that hurts
 But she's in good hands 'cuz Suga Free palmin'
 He sent her to the Sheraton with Thomas
 If you need 'em they at 310-629-9755
 You hit 'em and they let you know when she's arrived
 Oh, she okay, she just runnin' an errand
 With this Portuguese dime piece named Karen
 Bouncin' through the mall, spottin' 'em all
 A sucker for a dick sucker ready to fall
 For a daughter like yours
 Got him pattin' his pocket and comin' out his drawers
 Layin' his jacket on puddles, openin' the doors, all for what?
 Because I promised her my name
 Gave her the game and still ain't fucked
 Just hit me up when you need
 Sex, endo and Hennessey
 Won't you just put it on me
 I just want your company
 (Come on baby)
 Put it on me
 Relax and come chill with me
 Kick back, I got what you need
 Won't you just put it on me
 (Come on baby)
 Put it on me
 Fuck everybody, let's just go
 (Come on baby)
 We can get drunk, have some fun and blow some smoke
 (Come on baby)
 My spot is close, c'mon let's roll
 (Don't trip)
 Now keep it on a low, low
 Now we just kickin' back playin' on some PS2
 Contemplatin' the game Dre and me best do
 If you feelin' froggies then leave when we test you
 But I'm guaranteein' you bitches leavin' three less two
 Never mind what that love and hate one pairs do
 Y'all just snicker at that hooker when we all pass through
 Dr. Dre and DJ Quik will probably outlast you
 You're like see-through pair of boxers nigga yo ass through
 Bitch, you need some good dick, I got that too
 Speed bag the clit, leave it black and blue
 Time of yo live, I got that boo
 Creep late nights up in hotel rooms
 We drank, eat shrooms
 Kill something, crank the volume
 Fuck in every room
 You know your home girl want it, Tag team bitch
 Why you being dick greedy? Tag team bitch
 When she cums, she drips on mattresses
 Bedroom time comes I handle shit
 Wifey caught up me nigga
 That's yo bitch, that's yo biz
 That's show biz, that's how hoes is
 With or without kids
 Long as you keeping it on a hush she ridin' dick
 Ain't been satisfied much, she's been fakin'
 That's why she callin' me, guess what she's sayin'
 Just hit me up when you need
 Sex, endo and Hennessey
 Won't you just put it on me
 I just want your company
 (Come on baby)
 Put it on me
 Relax and come chill with me
 Kick back I got what you need
 Won't you just put it on me
 (Come on baby)
 Put it on me
 Fuck everybody let's just go
 (Come on baby)
 We can get drunk, have some fun and blow some smoke
 (Come on baby)
 My spot is close, c'mon lets roll
 (Don't trip)
 Now keep it on a low, ahh
 
 
		
		
	
 
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