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Kurupt - I Wanna... lyrics
For all the girls you know you in the Garden Eden This is the dumb pick, I love to fuck To my baby girl Denim You can't wait till we gets on to crash your body Kurupt: Dogg Pound Gangstaville, yeah Gangsta style Ha, check it, I wanna fuck To all ya bitches, I wanna fuck Young ladies, I wanna fuck I wanna fuck what so we gon fuck or what Chorus(2X): Don't wanna chat, I wanna fuck(fuck) You wanna act, I wanna fuck(fuck) No time for rap, just wanna fuck You wanna fuck, let us fuck so we gon fuck or what You never stop suckin me off For as long as I'm breakin you off I never go soft Show you who's boss But you got to stay wet for me to confess That you fuck best than all the rest See me personally murder the weed Loving the speed, rumble the seeds Fucking and hee, funny's runnin with me Have you comin for me You think you special, you lunchin, you know you just me You hear the fuck, now stay, so fuck then leave right Leave horny to win and porn to kill freaks and Definitely nasty under ( ) freeze, grab me a Henney Bow down surrender to me (Kurupt): You talkin me to death and I've heard enough I want my shit licked, waxed and buffed You ain't sayin shit till you show me your stuff Conversation comes bitch after we fuck Chorus 2X So now bitch, I hear you wanna fuck fuck fuck Well, guess what, I really wanna nut nut nut All over your face and on your butt Back shots to the gut, see coocoo for cocoa puffs She get crazy for cocoa nuts Pull down one pant leg, shit is displayed Kick over the lamp shade Ass come equipped with an ash tray Call me a taxi, I'm nasty Don't be nervous, check my escort service Got the bitches jumpin like monkeys in the circus So while I small talk and pops shit it, put a sock in it While Royale and Dogg Pound click be spacely sprocking it (Dogg Poung Gangstaville) Eightball in the corner pocket shit while you watchin it Snakeyes hit you with the proper shit, poppa-dopalis Wild sex and me now that's monotonous I'm man floss the rocks and shit Quick to have your baby momma coppin it(baby momma coppin it) Might as give you well till I take you home Make you wanna sweat and you sit and moan Promise me baby that I can take you home Take you to my room Confront the freak in you Run you through my groove Hey, that's what you wanna do Chorus 4X Yo forget the chit chat, basement, that shit don't matter I want to hit it from the back till I touch your gall bladder I'm all about sex, getting pussy that's wet Fucking bitches in the stretch Riding to the bank, cashing my checks Smoking, sipping 'Zay and Mo Wet, bitch on the left Telling me how freaky she get, I'm on some sex shit If you ain't with it, hit the exit, baby check it Just get down on the floor and strip naked You talkin me to death and I've heard enough I want my shit licked, waxed and buffed You ain't sayin shit till you show me your stuff Conversation comes bitch after we fuck Chorus 4X Kurupt: Now bitches freeze, you fuck around, not me and my homies I got the homies freeze, froze, muthafuckaz we don't love them hoes I got these bad ass wanna eat a dick ass, quick ass Fifty five cheaters, quick ass We get ass, we get cash And I don't give a fuck about a bitch ass muthafucka This is how we do it over here nigga Fuck a coast nigga, we on them hoes nigga I guess I got to tell them what the time they were Fuck a bitch nigga, get rich nigga Cuz bitch you got some bomb azz pussy (you got the bomb bitch) Cuz bitch you got some bomb azz pussy (you got the bomb bitch) Cuz bitch you got some bomb azz pussy (you got the bomb bitch) Let's play house, what you talkin bout Put it in your mouth, quick to turn them out All the way from Philly to the dirty south You talkin me to death and I've heard enough I want my shit licked, waxed and buffed You ain't sayin shit till you show me your stuff Conversation comes bitch after we fuck You talkin me to death and I've heard enough I want my shit licked, waxed and buffed You ain't sayin shit till you show me your stuff Conversation comes bitch after we fuck Chorus to end with variations |
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