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king arut – jolly rancher (remix) lyrics

(king arut)
the remix shawty remember shawty so sweet she wanna
f-ck me in da morning (morning) so i f-ck her
in da night let’s ride like we attached to the road
and if we on the same track i hope we crash and explode
yea where do the p-ssionate go
i beat it up forever
girl i’ll take a national -oath-
n-body know what goes on behind
the latch on the door
and if you throw it to me baby i will catch it and score
(yea, yea)
i beat that
i be right? right.
when she call me she got that sh-t that i just can’t avoid
she so addictive and she know that i do anything that she tell me so i say suck me like a jolly rancher and every thang
gone be alright

(lil huff)
you! {you)
thinking about me! (thinking about me)
sucking on you! (sucking on you)
you sucking on me! (can you do it for me babe?)
me! (ohhhh)
thinking about you! (thinking about you)
c-mming on me! (c-mming on me baby)
me c-mming on you! (come on suga babe)

let me cut a hole right in the middle of your panties
put a peep-hole right on top your candy
i’ma have you moaning win you -grammy-
i’m a goon lil’ momma but i like it fancy
see, sucking all on you is what gets you all antsy
seeing how a goon moves, makes you want to chase me
after i rip you tonight you might want to ban me
your friend wanted me to, that’s why she can’t stand me
it’s your -print- in your jeans that got my attention
a real n-gg- in your life is all you missing
ain’t n-body like me baby, i’m my compet-tion
baby when you walk out the door in the morning you leave whistlin

you! {you)
thinking about me! (thinking about me)
sucking on you! (sucking on you)
you sucking on me! (can you do it for me babe?)
me! (ohhhh)
thinking about you! (thinking about you)
c-mming on me! (c-mming on me baby)
me c-mming on you! (come on you suga babe)

if you want to we could just tease each other
get drunk. get naked and lay under cover
let me peek at her first before i go any further

(king arut)
this 11 year old is a true mc wear big long tee
and my jeans so baggy like i got bricks in my pants
cover my tracks like b-tter so where da bread be
i see beef as dead meat
who dat, the president, yea me, no one scare me
and you ain’t gotta double dare me, hear me
loud and clearly, rats aren’t near me
wiretap, n-gg-s get blood in the earpiece
i’m from new orleans, nowhere near peace
pure beast, fear free, dear grief
catch up b-tch, i’m in gear three, zoom, gone, see ya, peace, drop one on the finger
f-ck a man whoever made him
i will hurt whoever love him cause i hate him
looking for a lady, high and sedated
dat likes to do like remix shawty
a freak i kno she gettin a lil h-rny so i suck her like a jolly rancher so she’ll f-ck me in da moring (yea) like a jolly rancher cuz imma suck one (yea) you can suck three cu cu-cuz imma suck one you can suck three cuzzz (yep)imma suck one (yea) you can suck three cuz when dat p-ssy in my mouth cuz dey loss from hers i told her back dat up like juck (juck) cuz she wont hop like jerk (juckkkkkk) juck cuz dats when we said baby jus pop and lock jus pop and lock ju ju-jus pop and lock
cuz it’s the remix shawtyyyy

- king arut lyrics

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