A Name I Call Myself — текст песни (Souls of Mischief)

[A-Plus]
He hah... hahaha!!
Yo y`all wanna know about hoes?
Check it... yo

Adam is the man that got more honies than a hive of
bees I skeeze I`m pullin stunts like McGyver
And I try ta, always be patient with a Miss
But I diss, cuz groupies always seem to make me pissed
Huh, they gotta be frontin, wantin to start a phony friendship
I never pretend to think I befriend be them hips
and send dips, back to they moms with a grin
But if she`s a boo boo head I tell no-one that I got in

[Tajai]
Yo, skins friends I got a lotta, and I gotta
bend them and then blend all the hottie
Spurts be burstin like a mile a minute
Cuz I can either take it slow or yo I wild up in it
I`m pulling, yes cuz fully dressed or threadbare they`re nice
I twist my sides to tickle thighs when my head`s there
I now rips sets so foul dips spread my rep
I sew the girls up like Schweppes, so many kids might fret

[Opio]
Afterwards I`m bouncing dips like tits on chicks
who be running track, then they be running back for more
Rest assured, it`s absurd for her to be your linga
I get the finger, cuz she can`t get the stinga
any longer, my dong can stretch and I`m stronger
I got the daddy ding-a-ling to get you hot and bothered
Get the kinks out when my stink in the pink shout and scream
Butta second fling is but a dream

[Phesto]
From day one I played hoes in the schoolyard, my tool heartless
but not for dips submerging it ain`t hurt men to merge in
My status, from baddest to Tims I`m pulling more hips
than gravity, and after the skins get hit, I`m drowsing
Arousing the next dousing the next thousand my saliva
The liver ones cuz I don`t try to run in no dumb females
Some be swell, but, my picks so why tricks
get restricted to flicks with boo boo heads, I screw you dead

Chorus:

I call myself the man (8X)

[Opio]
Niggaz cling, and get attached to things on the flute
That`s insane, I just be in and bang, get boots
For gosh sakes, that broad shakes, her thang to the whole game
The way the labia lips hang it`s a sad shame
Clapping when you`re tapping, just hit the scraps and be at em
The breasts sag like they`re saddened
The skins are wrinkled, dry, worn and battered
Leave em shattered, she`s as fly as a maggot

[Phesto]
The him I am, the man I`m him
Bustin skins out, I been stout erect checkin dips
when I`m wreckin lips and clitorises, hit her with this
[boom bow bang!!] swinging from my you-know-whats so you know buttcheeks
are clapping tapping the guts on the late with your date
makes my ego [ha-hah] read those lipstick marks on my penal tip
They don`t lie, penis took your dip to a fly despise
my description, why, when I`m making them lips bend

[A-Plus]
I hit it, I did it, I admit it
I never quit it, yes I knock the boots like I was Riddick
Bowe, get with it, hoe, I get with
No, Boomerang broads with nasty toes
Keep your corns on your husk you muskrat
But if she`s fly, I try to bust that
Gluttius maximus, I wax and bust
I`m taxin just to be the mack man Plus

[Tajai]
Once I been with women, friendship done been the sole outcome
How come skins can`t work their way in?
The question resting late night at her pad and
Scheming to grab and season, cuz she`s in
I fiend getting mad horny, transforming charges
into swinging me, seemingly hard miss
Let her know that I was on it
Now I got dibs on that crib I`m +Welcome Back+ cuz I`m Kotter

Chorus



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