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bishop lamont - all i dream about lyrics

remember when rappers had swing like wimbledon?
now they all ash like arthur, just simpletons
peons, underlings, slaves to my utterings…

remember when rappers had swing like wimbledon?
now they all ash like arthur, just simpletons
peons, underlings, slaves to my utterings

pinky rings like nice things down tight jeans
lick nut up like melted cones of ice cream
freaky b-tch make a preacher stutter, yeah
sneaky b-tch try to f-ck your brother, yeah
but still come home and meet your mother
no prob
keep in in the fam like kennedy
johnny, bobby
if she got a hot mom i can f-ck [?]
f-ck her ’til her knees wobbly
it’s just a hobby
go ahead girl, work your body
my p-rn star name is smackula
bram stroker
no cards, d-ck hard, it’s strip poker
bust on the sofa
protection on like you granny couch
f-ck [?] ’til she p-ssed out

[hook:]
[pooh bear:]
kiss my brain ‘fore you kiss my neck, show respect
one track mind, all i think about is s-x (yeah)

[bishop:]
benzes, rims, yeah, spark is so tremendous
get the money first, it comes with the b-tches

[pooh bear:]
kiss my brain ‘fore you kiss my neck, show respect
mind in the gutter, all i dream about is s-x (yeah)

[bishop:]
benzes, rims, yeah, spark is so tremendous
get the money first, it comes with the b-tches

p-ssy n-ggas never learn
and as the world turns
another p-ssy whips and tricks what he learns
i’m fire, give you third degree burns
it makes you make a pimp cup out your urn

it’s my turn
you had yours
had wh0r-s
i got ’em running naked ‘cross marble floors
on all fours, yes, all four
bent over on the couch playing hardcore
and all for the four, yours truly
hop from p-ssy to p-ssy like a p-rno movie
do we
see the picture clear, rappers disappear
my rhyme is fine wine, get better year after year
jealous n-ggas i swing on
i lump up your forehead now you look like a klingon
i lump up your forehead now you look like a klingon
b-tch n-ggas better leave it ‘lone or bring it on

[hook]

say here we go, another rapper talkin’ ’bout material
forgive me, i used to not have milk for my cheerios
now i cash checks [?]
[?] knocking [?] in the stereo
imagine top models and extra large magnums
rip that freaky sh-t
then i leave that hickey b-tch
yeah i’m on that player sh-t
got that free agent pick
plus i don’t need no stress my girl to flip
from long beach to south beach, n-gga, in a heartbeat
macking b-tches down on college street

yeah they so enticing
sweet like icing
but before we get to f-cking let me see your license

my n-gga d got the rover and the lambo
hater get close, i’ll crack your tooth enamel

ain’t it funny i’m a backpacker getting money
old school droppin’ fools
guess i’m just that clumsy

[hook]

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