Song | Slob On My Nob - Explicit |
Artist | Tear Da Club Up Thugs |
Album | Most Known Hits |
Slob on my knob | |
Like corn on the cob | |
Check in with me | |
And do your job | |
Lay on the bed | |
And gimme head | |
Don't have to ask | |
Don't have to beg | |
Juicy is my name | |
Sex is my game | |
Let's call the boys | |
Let's run a train | |
Squeeze on my nuts | |
Lick on my butt | |
The natural curly hair | |
Please don't touch | |
First find a mate | |
Second find a place | |
Third find a bag | |
To hide the whole face | |
Real name grover | |
I said bend over | |
I started to knock | |
Then came the odor | |
Smelt like mush | |
Shouldn't had a woosh | |
Told her to stop | |
And take a doosh | |
Once she did that | |
I didn't want the cat | |
So, I bailed out | |
And never came back | |
Sucka nigga dicka suck | |
Sucka nigga dicka suck | |
Sucka nigga dicka suck | |
Sucka nigga dicka suck | |
My nigga, D-magic | |
Said he had to have it | |
I said just forget it | |
It's too crappy | |
Know a little freak | |
In Hollywood | |
Sucks on dick | |
Does it real good | |
She'll give you money | |
Feel up your tummy | |
House full of kids | |
Parents all funny | |
Once had a doubt | |
Backyard ground | |
Hit it from the back | |
Enjoyed the sound | |
Name under cover | |
Always used a rubber | |
Until I got caught | |
****in' with her mother | |
She blamed it on me | |
We fought in the streets | |
She pulled out a knife | |
So I had to flee | |
Call up the boys | |
Went to her house | |
Trashed the whole place | |
Threw the bitch out | |
Police busted in | |
"Where the niggas at?" | |
We left just in time | |
And never came back | |
Rode through the hood | |
Wavin' at the freaks | |
Sniffin' all the rocks. | |
Smokin' all the geeks | |
Made another stop | |
Police station | |
Saw a few cops | |
Drove by and spayed them | |
License tag number | |
A nigga said he saw | |
Focus all the time | |
And never get caught |