hed pe – tits, clits and bong hits lyrics
neva’ fear
sl-ts in the front, ho’s in the rear
t-ts, cl-ts, bong hits your fist in the air!
aw, dj!
my fellow freakers, dancers, tweakers
hah, come on we blow up these speakers
well i know i kinda f-ck like a virgin in sundress and sneakers,
god d-mn, your p-ssy like squeaking,
them lips they like speaking, listen i hear ’em laughing at you,
i kinda like what that p-ssy put me through, say what?
i kinda like what that dirty little ho put me through,
sh-t could be worse
second verse
phase 2
could be you
let her c-m and go get intra talkin’ sh-t talkin’ f-g,
we roll the weed with the rolex tag, come at me,
when he see me lock dressed and he said,
baby, i know it was on the way you from me, how we chomp a t-t,
my trick, the stripper sit down on this, uh-uh-uh,
aw baby told me the new years of the math,
ha yeah i’ll write a check, biggest fine, make it fat,
you financing my next hydro sack
sixty laps later, 6 g’s later,
see me chillin’ with the 8 track in the 48 tracks,
the contracts, i sign the spark lines, sinners, backflights,
t-ts, cl-ts, bong hits, so hot, super fly,
yo d why they tripin? ha,
it’s cause we get into hb strippers that they playin’ to play hands on,
yeah you f-cking p-ssy, so don’t say sh-t,
yeah you know who got my back,
got some more n-gg-r come up in that white boy g strap,
this is for the ho, my ho, bro’s who know,
and the n-gg-r t-love, where he’s at n-body know,
and the kids at the liquor store i’ll be buying beer,
for a mummy or myself, but i’ll brak the tour.
yeah straight from the jungle, this is the (hed) n-gg-,
mcud, hah-hah-hah-hah, jahred! in the motherf-cker.
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