m child – all hoez eat boody lyrics
[chorus x2]
b-tches ain’t sh-t but hoez and tricks
all all hoez eat boody
some suckin’ d-ck
some lickin’ the click
all all hoez eat boody
[m-child]
yo i be up in the club standin’ back against the wall
b-tches be on my d-ck bouncin’ like a basketball
they p-ssy be wet cause my finger be right up in ’em
after the club close, yo my d-ck be in ’em
i be f-cking sideways
i put hickeys on they t-ts
plus i f-ck ’em from the back
cause they likin’ that sh-t
telling me ?
legs wrapped around me like spaghetti wrapped around my fork
my cheese i never give ’em, happiness you better bring
like an angel with no wings, far from a vivrant thing
you naughty b-tch, you dirty b-tch
shake somein’
i said your h-rny hoe, you freaky hoe
f-ck somein’
i be tellin’ my n-gg-s, never let them hoes fool ‘ya
cause if they in the club, on a d-ck they wanna chew ‘ya
they undercover hoes, they baby mama hoes
they down for whatever, if they taking off they clothes
[chorus x2]
[m-child]
receiving my cash, who will be next to lick my -ss
through me and my n-gg-s with no problems and don’t get mad
go tell your friends, tell ’em to come and get some d-ck
the rubber comin’ off, flavors just like a popsicle stick
i’m down for the three some, but i never will eat ‘ya
if you like it hard and rough, then like a b-tch i’ma treat ‘ya
all you see is d-ck up in your face, you mind if i skeet ‘ya
suckin’ my leave it to beaver, you be cold as a freezer
you better watch your ?, i’ll hate to have to hit ‘ya
peel skin out my head, off top i will have to dismiss ‘ya
you get the picture, if you be chewin’ i can’t kiss ‘ya
those lips can’t touch my weed, sure as h-ll can’t drink my liquor
a wild n-gg-, f-cking since i came out the woumb
clean as a whistle, comin’ to your neighborhood soon
i know your down , if your with it yo lets begin
cause me and my boys ready from beginning to the end
[chorus x2]
[lil’ e]
mayne i thought you knew the what
that we be f-cking all these ?
i’m that lil’ e from the thugs
dirty hoes we love to f-ck
now i’m sittin’ back blazin’ blunts
better make your hoe a star
riddin’ wid my n-gg- mack
? up in the car
we be ballin’ out of control
mayne them hoes be lovin’ that
flex up on the scene, lookin’ clean in the cadillac
i’ma keep it real with ‘ya
mayne your hoes they sucked our d-ck
me and m-child ? , from that dirty dirty b-tch
[m-child]
turnin’ turnin’ b-tches out
we be freakin’ b-tches out
me and my n-gg- lil’ e
we ? put ’em on the house
put some d-ck up in yo mouth
got you screamin’ dirty south
throw them o’s on them hoes
yeah that’s what i’m talkin bout
if you wanna be on tape, then we can put your -ss on tape
sign your name right on the dotted line
so you won’t call rape
sign, sealed, deliver a done deal now it’s on
take off your f-cken clothes i’m ready to get it on
b-tch
[chorus x2]
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