adam dub - david hasselhoff chest hair lyrics
[hook]
when i was in eight grade, i already rocked the hoff chest hair
two hundred pounds so i looked like a d-mn bear
when u were with your friends playin fifa
i was with my mothers old friends, gettin my d-ck sucked
[verse 1]
david h-sselhoff chest hair, with a natural pam and
look a like, if i want she can even get me breast fed
im fly like pan am used to be
im the present of this music sh-t
thats why i got beauty chicks, jewish chips, and cruising whips!
put both of my b-lls in her mouth, like u can’t choose it b-tch
exotic footwear, just because it was made in vietnam
love your girls p-ssy smell more in the morning than napalm
i throw a rock then wave my hands, i praise my friends
raise my ends, sit inside then purple haze my benz!
the new hendrix, i added millions to my lifes appendix
high as sh-t, listenin to the new hits of kendricks
im a fan of lamar, but its not odom
no disrespect to him, but im always in the restaurant sippin the opus
so i have no time to keep up with the kardashians
ask your grandma, she knows im used to be a nasty man
[hook]
when i was in eight grade, i already rocked the hoff chest hair
two hundred pounds so i looked like a d-mn bear
when u were with your friends playin fifa
i was with my mothers old friends, gettin my d-ck sucked
[verse 2]
rolled the dice, thrown some ice
and now im rich b-tch, ashy larry
your taste in music suck, i heard you bumpin laffy taffy
while i was sippin coconut juice, that sh-t malagasy
like king julien is
when we are out of liqour we switch it to some peruvian sh-t
out on the street with all my nubian cl!ck
laugh at the f-ckin way you live , but thats just some freudian sh-t
laugh at the f-ckin way im f-ckin your b-tch, i got a herculiean d-ck
when im done i tell the bad b-tch, make me some san-d-wich
but its better not be peanut b-tter jelly
its better if you give me your b-tt and i fill it all the way up to your belly
she a lazy freak so she love that, f-ck her one more time then leave through the firestairs
call up my old french au pair, take her out to fried snail
so we eat crepes and escargos
tell her i got a cuban down under, and never heard of an embargo
d-mn mrs saint-pierre, you deserve an oscar more than argo
when she swallos she better not drop a drop, coz then no pardon
i strive for perfection, a d-ckslap or two to make sure she learnt the lesson
so far i have only f-cked one girl to candles and john legend
[talking]
d-mn,she was fine
and fortythree
and she made dinner
d-mn i miss her, i miss those meatb-lls, and im sure she miss my meatb-lls too! haaah
[hook]
when i was in eight grade, i already rocked the hoff chest hair
two hundred pounds so i looked like a d-mn bear
when u were with your friends playin fifa
i was with my mothers old friends, gettin my d-ck sucked
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