Fuck U Man — текст песни (Kool G. Rap and DJ Polo)





[Chorus from "Talk Like Sex" begins] ("Can ya dig it honey...?")

Since I made the record "Talk Like Sex,"
bitches are comin` up with their friends for a nigga to hit the skins.
Hopin` the Kool G Rap was just makin` rhymes,
but I`m leavin` bitches` vaginas with more stitches than Frankenstein.
Some even had the nerve to try to give me head,
and swallow the whole jimmy to make a nigga fed.
But come on you bitches, don`t make me laugh;
you couldn`t deep throat G Rap if you was a motherfuckin` giraffe.
Dag, some even fled when they saw the head,
cuz G`s dick would make you seasick fuckin` me in a waterbed.
Don`t try to paly me like no sucker,
cuz these bitches`ll be callin` up Dial-a-Mattress like a motherfucker.
You heard the song before; you don`t wanna see me,
"I`ll fuck you on the A-train while I write graffiti."
I`ll even fuck you in a taxi cab,
and after sex with a nigga you`ll be buyin` a box of maxi-pads.
Soon as you open your legs,
no need for no birth control, bitch, cuz my dick is touchin` the eggs.
Kool G Rap, the pussy slammer;
hell, I`d be talkin` fucked up grammar if you was Bad Mamma Jamma.
I ain`t small, I`ll have you cummin` like waterfalls,
and then turn them sugar walls into Carnegie Hall.
Leavin` my mark on bitches like Zorro,
plus fuckin` bitches so def like there won`t be no pussy left tomorrow.
Hittin` hoes like it ain`t funny,
I think about bowls of Cheerios because I want my nuts and honey.
Talkin` to all the women that look fine,
pretendin` my prick was Moby Dick and have a whale of a time.
Now I`m not a deep-sea diver,
but I love it when my dick`s covered and smothered with saliva.
Shit, might even straighten out your dentures,
because it`s not just a blow job, honey, it`s an adventure.
But 69, and I ain`t with that:
I`ll go to a Chinese restaurant, bitch, if I wanna eat cats.
Because you gotta be brave to eat the tuna, G.
So when it comes to pussy-lickin`, I`m the chicken of the sea.
I should be on the sex channel;
not a chump cuz I`m givin` punk-bitches better humps than camels.
If you`re a virgin, I`ll make it fit,
because my dick`ll pop the cherry and spit out the fuckin` pit.
And if you`re concerned, my sperm don`t burn,
and if it did, I`d give that nappy-headed ass a fuckin` perm.
Shucks, I instruct a fuckin` lesson.
You think it`s painless? I hit the anus and fuck up your large intestines.
Leavin` you bitches stingin` from the bangin`;
my man Jimmy got a hole in his head, but yo, that nigga`s still hangin`.
Bitch, you`d rather hump a fuckin` whole army,
cuz even the Witness Protection Program couldn`t hide this man`s salami.
You fuck around and catch a seizure,
before I fuck a hoe I gots ta put the hooker under anesthesia.
Lettin` saliva dribble on your nipple,
orgasms double and triple sit ripple and turn your ass into a gripple.
Then I see you searchin` for the swellin`,
cuz I`m-a leave a hole so big your gynecologist might fall the hell in.
Got damn! I hit the ham right;
honeybuns, you can ask my Three Sons, I got the Dick right out the Van Dyke.
I`m fuckin` naked girls with fly rhymes,
but don`t push me, because that pussy will be runnin` for it`s nine lives.
I know you hookers can`t refuse this,
but dont` pick me to give no hickeys cuz I`m givin` bitches bruises.
Yeah, I`ll tear that pussy hole apart,
for fuckin` with G Rap after dark, you`d rather jog in Central Park.
So if you want kids before I fuck ya,
look at the size of my dick, and you`ll let out the motherfuckers.
Shit, bitches get open like a can;
just leave it up to G Rap, cuz I`m the neighborhood Fuck U Man...



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