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The High & Mighty
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Hot Spittable
You know, baby, I've been thinkin' about you a lot You know I've been doin' a lot of private things on my own Just me in the bathroom by myself You know, a little hands on experience You know, just a little thing for myself
Yo, I'm six million dollars, rappin' like I'm Steve Austin Made of steel, diamonds glitter on the Ampex reel Superchargin' my brain cells, glowin' extra large And my Afro sheen, skin color should be green
Girls in the backseat with thongs stuck between they booboo I'm rappin' through you, on sidelines he's talkin' to you My finesse in Bat mobiles, cruise with Adam West Down Bronx streets and project buildings holdin' flashlights
Daily newsies, pull your maxi's out, in the movies Make you think fast, rub powder on your diaper rash Catch you with stomachs out, bumps out and Jimmy Craig'n You still be beggin' with that body shaped, like an egg'n
Rhinoceros funk with panties piled in the trunk Playboy books with Black Tail, my boy, readin' Hustler I pull up with no Benz, just a Plymouth Duster Cruisin' around town, naked bumpin' James Brown
Underwear light blue, scratchin' balls with hands down You see me comin', passin' rappers like I'm Mr. Drummond On your street pee, your colored socks, smell like feet Timberland boots walk in Bentley's with my space suits Astronaut sneakers standin' hard by the speakers
We got butlers with maids, condos built in Brazil Chrysler Cordovans, Monte Carlos on the hill The raw ingredients with hands on experience With Nissan trucks worth a hundred thousand bucks
We got butlers with maids, condos built in Brazil Chrysler Cordovans, Monte Carlos on the hill The raw ingredients with hands on experience With Nissan trucks worth a hundred thousand bucks
What's he talking about? I don't get it Hmm, oh
Yo I bust my own, ready to feel thrusts My lust explodes in loads feelin' like Big Pun The crush rushin' to phones for episodes, atone for sex And videos, layin' at home, that's stamped with X (Hahaha)
You feelin' me yet? Well then I, guess I'll commence With my five niggaz rubbin', resort-in to self lovin' White blood runnin' (Yo, well, that's some really nasty shit) Oh, oh, well, I wouldn't y'all thinkin' I'm a sadomasochist
I'm past the list of niggaz who masturbate I flash my wrists, when there's no brothers to pass the gate Holdin' myself down when I'm on the clit I've got gadgets like I'm fuckin' James Bond and shit
Flippin' myself, hittin' the spots, keepin' it hot Got the lights off, porn's on, ready to rock, fukkit 'Oh, what what', I praise myself And I haven't went blind, I've got days of health
Even amazed at the stealth speed my hand flicks I represent for chicks and niggaz 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 With they hands on they shit Hah, you got experience?
We got butlers with maids, condos built in Brazil Chrysler Cordovas, Monte Carlos on the hill The raw ingredients with hands on experience With Nissan trucks worth a hundred thousand bucks
We got butlers with maids, condos built in Brazil Chrysler Cordovas, Monte Carlos on the hill The raw ingredients with hands on experience With Nissan trucks worth a hundred thousand bucks
Yo, yo, yo, it's Hand Solo, one time again I'm no jerk my friends, just for dick again and again I put a towel up on the floor For easy post-cleanup, get up, close my door
So my roommate won't bust me Like my mom did, and my dad did And my college roommate did With jerkers in my palm
That's why now, I do it dry So that's the set up, I tilt my head up Put my fingers on my nipple Swish around my pre-cum dribble
Rippin' epidermis 'cause it's easy to be Shootin' loads to go to bed, 'cause it makes me sleepy Titties on my mind, close to ejaculation Anal perspiration, heavy inhalation
I strive for the shoulders, in Boulder Colorado Shoot on walls and toilet stalls is my motto It's like that y'all y'all and you don't dare stop stop I grab my cock until the cum drops
Mr. Eon, you got hands on experience? (You know I do) Grab the mic and get delirious
Callouses on my hand, both left and right Vaseline, magazine and my lovin' hand with a tight Slip, put my wood in a vice grip And then Janet Jack-me with them fine ass lips
I spew goo in the form of Elmer's Glue Up in my mind, a pornography who's who Channel 35 receiver, dick reliever Spank to the thought of me shavin' beavers
I'm Mr. Miyagi, wax on, wax off I even jerked at dinner on the tablecloths Paper towel napkins, tissue's not the issue I know you be fearin' this hands on experience
So there you have it Live from the perverted minds Of Kool Keith, what what, Bobbito and Mr. Eon Another case of hands on experience
Put your left hand on, pull your left hand off Put your right hand on and we jerk it till it's soft We do the knuckle shuffle till the cum run out That's what it's all about
That's what it's all about
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