motion lotion Lick you down like waves in the ocean Do it till you're satisfied Have you moan even though you're tired I've fucked many bitches across the land
ain't easy, sleazy even Deceivin those we, believe in No benefits, just tricks and chicks Knock a pig to pick, so here's a stick to lick I shoot a gift
I got P-A-I-D, that's why my moms hate me She was forced to kick me out, no doubt Then I figured out licks went for twenty down South Packed up my tools
s a rudeboy town It's Kingston town Sibilidowndown Sibilidowndown It's a rudeboy town It's Kingston town This a di gun land blood run cool pon the white
through the glass Crushed like a serpent snake under grass [Verse 1:] Meg, peg, Dis a man yuh dead Way back inna di west before dem lick Jango head For
through the glass Crushed like a serpent snake under grass Verse 1: Meg, peg, Dis a man yuh dead Way back inna di west before dem lick Jango head For
yes sir) Then I am gonna take you out your dress Then I am gonna move back the covers Then I am gonna move back the sheets Then I am gonna lick it Then
t know. They call me The Granddad ? Granddaddy of the Bone flow! Well little lazy rappers, obviously we never figured this would be the lick and we'd
different sections Don't hate my message Destiny led to mimic Chastity for my daughter Wad up a niggas sherm And come listen to the sermon Swervin in my Surburban, lick
of weed the hell with the replica And when my grandfather passed he left me as an inheritor Of about seventy acres of farm land of the best sensimelia
since the herbs slow down, Police and rude boy dem inna showdown, Them a search round the compound, Yuh kno man a no weed clown, Find a little piece of land
, Rear View Shake Den Dey Look At U Wit Dem Bold Smiles And Let U Know Wat It Is Right) I Been Born N Raised N Da County Dade, Da Land Of Da Haze, Da
back you mutts Fuck your worms, you never seen such a sick puppy Fuck it a sick duck, I'm on my duck sick mummy And my nuts, lick, gobble 'em up trick
: And I'll do anything for you. Wen I touch down, I'm flyin out The land's safe, buyin out Gotta new matress I'm dyin to try it out The lion's mouth
-10 flex white cats like Windex Index finger be sore, bustin these fly scripts The Wally kid count crazily grands with our plans Layin with my bitches and my mans in Lex Lands
STREETS THAT LIGHT MY SOUL AND I PICK UP THE PIECES YOU LEFT SO LONG AGO YOU GIMME THE FAITH YOU GIMME A HAND WHEN GOD'S MADE LOVE IN ELECTRIC LADY-LAND
dog bart shit is jus stupid yellow blue black green white the diamonds match the groupies Digitally enhance stones pnky's is like a movie truly I'm a walking lick
don't slip Cause bet your life there'll be another hustler checkin yo grip It's the Lane [ CHORUS ] [ VERSE 3 ] Brother on parole need a quick lick
