johnny dangerous - three minut pop lyrics
(f-ck a man)
you ain’t sh-t
now i’m considering licking cl-t
you old good for nothing -ss
with that f-ckin little d-ck
sh-t, i mine as well be f-ckin’ b-tches
since your d-ck was trash
tryna’ take me to yo place
so you could stick that in my -ss
you gotta be joking
how the h-ll can you be stroking
even if that teenie weenie gags my throat
they’ll be no choking
think i’m soakin’ at the site,
sh-t you’ve got me wrong instead
beneath those briefs-i bet indeed
those little b-lls crumbled like bread
how the h-ll, how the f-ck
you bragged about how you was pack
but surprise, i rubbed my eyes
to see you’re hung like a thumb tack
silly b-tch, you silly trick
and you call yourself a man?
i’d rather get f-cked by a dyk-
at least i’d feel her f-cking hand
one minute, two minute, three minute-pop
you started working hard but then you ended with a flop
four minute, five minute, sixminute-stop
i thought that you was workin’ til you played let’s beat the clock
seven minute, eight minute, nine minute-not
you thought you had this locked, but then i found your little c-ck
can’t even try for ten, i won’t do this again
you can’t stroke, can’t poke, with your three minute pop, pop, pop, pop
now you may got a big -ss d-ck
but you can’t work it
i don’t know why you was braggin’
cuz your sh-t is far from perfect
you must have had nada
cuz your game is straight lame-o
layed that pipe inside my plumbing
and i melt that sh-t like drain-o
can’t handle an aggressive more progressive
power bottom
i’ll be d-mned you get your rox off
if i ain’t even got ’em
h-ll, what you missin’
you could learn from ashton kutcher
shame with all that beef
i’m the one who plays the butcher
yeah i talk a lot of sh-t
but got the booty to prove it
what’s the point of all that c-ck
if you ain’t know how to use it
cuz if i worked a d-ck like you
with no enjoyment
i’d be str8 up out of business
collecting unemployment
one minute, two minute, three minute-pop
you started working hard but then you ended with a flop
four minute, five minute, sixminute-stop
i thought that you was workin’ til you played let’s beat the clock
seven minute, eight minute, nine minute-not
you thought you had this locked, but then i found your little c-ck
can’t even try for ten, i won’t do this again
you can’t stroke, can’t poke, with your three minute pop, pop, pop, pop
now i finally found a man who can slam
and do it over
the type to put a hump in my back
just like an ogre
the one who knows my body
and what makes me f-cking crazy
and when push comes to shove
his -ss is far from lazy
he lays it on me hard
and then i’m good for a week
but then i’m back to speaking in tongues
when he’s all up in me
i be like
na ha ma shee hall alon’ doung
i wish this type of pleasure
could be had by everyone
no need to give instructions
how to lick and how to suck it
how to push, how to ram
he knows exactly how to f-ck it
you ask how does he know
exactly how to please
he knows what makes me tick
because he is f-cking me
and can’t n-body please you
like your d-mn self
that’s right…
one minute, two minute, three minute-pop
you started working hard but then you ended with a flop
four minute, five minute, sixminute-stop
i thought that you was workin’ til you played let’s beat the clock
seven minute, eight minute, nine minute-not
you thought you had this locked, but then i found your little c-ck
can’t even try for ten, i won’t do this again
you can’t stroke, can’t poke, with your three minute pop, pop, pop, pop
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