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xzibit – fucking you right lyrics

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listen to this, i’m just tryna do this for us
you know what i’m sayin’
you scream at the top of your f-cking lungs
yeah, i’m just tryna do this hard work
and get this good between us baby, yeah

look, samantha, loraine, monica, veronica
veronica, she treated my d-ck like a harmonica
how you think i learned how to twist it and turn
ya back until it’s broke, make you feel it in your throat

it was pamela, linda, keisha, nicole
had me f-ckin’ while i was drivin’ on cruise control
can’t wait to get it home and teach it all to you
look i’m just tryna be the best, i’m doin’ it all for you

you know that thing with the peanut b-tter
my brooklyn b-tch said f-ck untyin’ the ropes it’s faster with a box cutter
i know you love the way i’m diggin’ you out
but always wanna f-ckin’ argue so let’s figure this out

i’m just tryna make you happy b-tch
who’s there for you anytime you get in the mood for suckin’ a d-ck
i took the time out to find out what ya like
you bust fifteen nuts, wanna get up and fight, so look

you should thank of all the b-tches that i have in my life
all the experience i’m gettin’ got me f-ckin’ you right
never took time to see it and plus
all you thinkin’ ’bout is yourself, i’m thinkin’ for us

you love the way i beat it down when i come in the house
and all in ya mouth, the bedroom, kitchen and couch
you should thank all of the b-tches that i have in my life
all the experience i’m gettin’ got me f-ckin’ you right

it was gina, julie, renee, ty and tammy
made me spend some extra days in miami
candy, trisha, priscilla, melissa
showed x to the z it’s better with three

who could f-ck your -ss better than me
(psst)
i think not, hard knock the c-ck, welcome to my sweat shop
i pick locks made by nfl, nba, nhl, f-ck all day

you could say i didn’t do this sh-t
unsatisfied b-tches gotta go out and chase the d-ck
and that’s just not the thing to do
so i learn new sh-t from the next b-tch and teach it to you

now don’t you love it how i shove it baby
(h-ll yeah)
when we be f-ckin’ and we thuggin’ baby
(h-ll yeah)

the way i hit it when i pump it baby
(h-ll yeah)
and don’t i spit it when i bust it baby
(h-ll yeah)

you should thank of all the b-tches that i have in my life
all the experience i’m gettin’ got me f-ckin’ you right
never took time to see it and plus
all you thinkin’ ’bout is yourself, i’m thinkin’ for us

you love the way i beat it down when i come in the house
and all in ya mouth, the bedroom, kitchen and couch
you should thank all of the b-tches that i have in my life
all the experience i’m gettin’ got me f-ckin’ you right

i insist that we f-ckin’ on videotape
just in case a b-tch lose face and try and call rape
if you know somethin’ that might excite up our late night
got an open invite to lay us a pipe

make ya head feel like your wet, warm and tight
i’ll go from all night till the sun turn bright
two wrongs don’t make it right b-tch, no need to cheat
(p-ssy just a piece of meat, another means to eat)

big tray d told me that, as a matter of fact
you only tell me that you love me when you’re flat on your back
you wanna leave me now b-tch, my f-ckin’ feelings is hurt
why am i the only one that’s tryna make this work

you should thank of all the b-tches that i have in my life
all the experience i’m gettin’ got me f-ckin’ you right
never took time to see it and plus
all you thinkin’ ’bout is yourself, i’m thinkin’ for us

you love the way i beat it down when i come in the house
and all in ya mouth, the bedroom, kitchen and couch
you should thank all of the b-tches that i have in my life
all the experience i’m gettin’ got me f-ckin’ you right



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