mad cobra – bedroom gangsta lyrics
said she want a man who can f-ck her right
don’t need no bitey bite
she nuh want a bwoy who carry pencil point
who a ongle the p-ssy slight
man who can f-ck her make she climb a wall
she take it and still a bawl
she find a one jancro wit a [stick wet tall]
make she moan she cry she bawl
catty say i miss you deed a penny from the start
love me gangsta look she say she want mi donkey part
want me squeeze the br–sts and pull her f-cking legs apart
p-ssy wet up long before mi touch the panty part
when she get de devil gal i cuss pyur p-ssy claat
throw it out and turn around a send it like a dart
one a de times she feel like it a rub up ‘gainst her heart
all when she a dead she never want me stop a claat
said mi better know she a go stop me feel me f-ck
cause she a go run wit mister man cause him a fat
de only thing him do a full her uppa icky muck
love sleep, pop quick, plus him c-cky short
said she never f-ck ‘pon floor before
bend over till her knees dem sore
[she nah no want him back] cuz me seh are you sure?
well let me take you on a tour
one hand ‘pon your -ss and one a grip your shoulder blade
wine it in slowly wit the style whe skelter made
when you start boom me have fe send it prepaid
know you love f-ck but at the same time you feel ‘fraid
know you want a man who do the job
you no want a bwoy who just jump up an a give your source a stab
why you said a f-cka yes so bad
true me know fi put you ‘pon your f-cking head an spin you like a kn-b
me’s a bwoy who [cad] gal in a labba
me’s a bwoy who love bush f-ck but seat a taxi cab
eve a true grill me keep because
mek girl back up when rubber start bust like clappas
gal you’re …[?]
him not too trown away
no wonder every afternoon she m-st-rbate
no she want [?] skelta gate…slide
she tie a dirty brother with them short [change]
two minute what a f-ck a be short reach
one missionary position whe not change
ask her if she [pinch] the boy she say him not [change]
mek me tell you from now me energized
have a piece a plank whe mad when it rise a mi no circ-mcise
so mek sure you stretch whe fit size
me tell you dis batta flesh wicked p-ssy get exercise
said she want a man who can f-ck her right
don’t need no bitey bite
she no want a bwoy who carry pencil point
who a ongle the p-ssy slight
man who can f-ck her make she climb a wall
she take it and still a bawl
she find a one jancro wit a [stick wet tall]
make she moan she cry she bawl
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