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36 mafia – slob on my knob lyrics


(juicy j)
slob on my kn-b
like corn on the cob
check in with me and do your job
lay on the bed and give me head
don’t have to ask don’t have to beg
juicy is my name s-x is my game
let’s call the boys let’s run a train
squeeze on my nuts
lick on my b-tt
the natural curly hair please don’t touch
first find a mate
second find a place
third find a bag to hide the ho face
real name rover
i said bend over
i started to knock then came the odor
smelled like mush
shoulda had a bush
told her to stop, and take a dush
while she did that
i didn’t want the cat
so i bounced out and never came back
suck a n-gg- d-ck or something (4x)
my n-gg- d-magic
said he had to have it
i said just forget it, it’s too crabby
know a little freak, in hollywood
sucks on d-ck, does it real good
she’ll give you money, feel up your tummy
house full of kids, parents all schummy
once had a down, backyard ground
hit it from the back
enjoy the sound
lay on the cover
always use the rubber
till i got caught, f-ckin with her mother
she blamed it on me
we fought in the street
she pulled out a knife, so i had to flee
called up the boys
went to her house trashed the whole place
threw the b-tch out
police busted in where the n-gg-s at
we left just in time, and never came back
roll through the hood, waving at the freaks
who’s sniffing all the rocks, and smoking all the geeks
made another stop
police station
saw a few cops
drove by and sprayed them licensee tagnumber
a n-gg- said he saw focus all the time never get caught