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erick sermon - may sound crazy lyrics

[verse 1: too short]
all we doin is f-ckin
get dressed when you done, go home to your husband
stop sucking it
you know how many times i had her
b-tt naked, she can’t take it, she be yelling out bad words
your lil freak wifey
she’s a freak like me
sleeping in my white t
she love to give me some
love to make me c-m
she love threesomes, eating p-ssy’s way too fun
she like to chew it up, and spread them cakes
everytime you try to f-ck, she have a headake
and everytime i wanna f-ck, she be like “me too”
she said “bring another b-tch, you can bring a few”
i want it all the time, 5 times a day
a few times a night
i wake up and play
let’s f-ck some more
everytime i say
get it wet girl, you lookin so fine to me
b-tch!

[verse 2: devin the dude]
girl you know that p-ssy so good, and so warm, and so deep
damb near put a n-gg- to sleep
but i know you like to f-ck baby
you ain’t the type to lay up, you wanna stay up
lick these old gray nuts
i ain’t gon say much
i hope you don’t either
go to that spot where we f-ck and smoke reefer
if she the sh-t, i need the b-tch to peter lick
eat the d-ck
if 1 ain’t enough, i’ll use 2 like b leget
and i get the other p-ssy, put it in the fridge
never keep the dro, so it can throw out quick
i don’t do the train thing like we did before
hit the p-ssy, hit the p-ssy, let the p-ssy know
you can have her when i’m finished though
go get if she let ya
but i bet ya, i’m a real playa
man, she ain’t really wanna tell ya
that she want this d-ck everyday, on my schedule

[verse 3: eric sermon]
this is unfinished business, that’s the homie battlecat, he my witness
she was something venturous
yeah she was from california, something that i’ll warn ya
i’m too humble, i need to brag a bit
it’s evident, you see how we getting the bag and sh-t
if you ain’t being cairfull, we might be bagging your b-tch
she rubbing my d-ck, i’m rubbing her t-ts
that’s crazy, you was calling her baby
claiming that was your lady, you wilding in your mercedes
thinking she’s pebbles, what i say, there’s levels to this sh-t
she ain’t nothing but a b-tch

- erick sermon lyrics

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