| Song | Yes Yes Y'all |
| Artist | Bizzy Bone |
| Album | Heaven'z Movie |
| slob on my knob like corn on the cob | |
| Check in with me and do your job | |
| Lay on the bed and give me head | |
| Don't have to ask don't have to beg. | |
| Juicy is my name sex is my game | |
| Lets call the boyz lets run a train. | |
| Squeeze on my nuts lick on my butt | |
| The naturally curly hair pleaz don't touch. | |
| First find a mate second find a place | |
| Third find a bag to hide the whole face. | |
| Real name clover i said bend over | |
| Started to knob then came the odor | |
| Smelt like mush shouldn of had a whoosh | |
| Told her to stop and take a dush | |
| When she did that i didn't want the cat | |
| So i backed out and never came back. | |
| (suck a nigga dick or somthin (4x)) | |
| My nigga d magic said he had to have it | |
| I said just 4 get it it's to crabby. | |
| Know a little freak in hollywood | |
| Sux on dick does it real good. | |
| She'll give u money fill up your tummy | |
| House full of kids parents are spunny. | |
| Once had her down backyard ground | |
| Hit from the back enjoyed the sound. | |
| Lay under cover always use the rubber | |
| Till i got caught fuckin with her mother. | |
| She blamed on me we fought on the streets | |
| She pulled out a knife so i had to fleet. | |
| Called up the boyz went to her house | |
| Trashed the whole place through the bitch out. | |
| Police busted in were the niggas at | |
| We left just in time and never came back. | |
| Rolled through the hood wavin at the freaks | |
| Who were sniffin on the rocks and smokin all the | |
| Geeks | |
| Made another stop police station | |
| Saw a few cops drove by sprayed them, | |
| License tag number a nigga said he saw it | |
| Focus all the time never get caught. | |
| Slob on my cat cause u know it's fat | |
| Check in with me and do that | |
| Wait a second freak | |
| I know you from the streets | |
| My nigga hurry t | |
| Has seen you through his mean | |
| They call you little red | |
| The one who slobs on head | |
| And drinks a niggas nut | |
| Until you well and fed | |
| To see what she's about | |
| I creaped to her house | |
| To catch her in her blouse | |
| And see how big her mouth | |
| She pulled me to her room | |
| To get the fuckin soon | |
| I didn't have a rubber | |
| I fucked with two balloons | |
| Lay on the bed | |
| That's all she said | |
| Her pussy has one problem | |
| Twisted tight in streads | |
| The fucken sounds were tunes | |
| I fucked her with a broom | |
| She rode it like a horse | |
| The blood came rushing soon | |
| When i seen that | |
| I didn't want the cat | |
| So i bounced out | |
| And never came back | |
| Sucks on dick | |
| Does it real good | |
| Sucks sucks on dick | |
| Does it real good | |
| Sucks on dick | |
| Does it real good | |
| Sucks sucks | |
| Does it real good | |
| My nigga d magic | |
| Had said he finally got it | |
| The true and false blow | |
| He said he had to have it | |
| Know a little freak | |
| In big ham | |
| Licks up nuts | |
| Like lickin stamps | |
| She'll grant your wishes | |
| Blow you freaky kisses | |
| House full of g's | |
| Freaks whores bitches | |
| Had the little freak | |
| In my niggas jeep | |
| Try to spit some game | |
| To get her suck some meat | |
| Lay on the cover | |
| My natural hair she loved it | |
| Stop bitch stop bitch | |
| Please don't touch it | |
| Took her trough some hoods | |
| And let her hoe around | |
| 7 street 9 street | |
| And street of walks and brown | |
| Now she's in click | |
| A pro on suckin dick | |
| Until the rugged out | |
| The bitch was smokin bricks | |
| Straight shootin blow pipes | |
| That's all she thought | |
| Runnin from the rehab | |
| Never got caught | |
| Sucks on dick | |
| Does it real good | |
| Sucks sucks on dick | |
| Does it real good | |
| Sucks on dick | |
| Does it real good | |
| Sucks sucks | |
| Does it real good |
| slob on my knob like corn on the cob | |
| Check in with me and do your job | |
| Lay on the bed and give me head | |
| Don' t have to ask don' t have to beg. | |
| Juicy is my name sex is my game | |
| Lets call the boyz lets run a train. | |
| Squeeze on my nuts lick on my butt | |
| The naturally curly hair pleaz don' t touch. | |
| First find a mate second find a place | |
| Third find a bag to hide the whole face. | |
| Real name clover i said bend over | |
| Started to knob then came the odor | |
| Smelt like mush shouldn of had a whoosh | |
| Told her to stop and take a dush | |
| When she did that i didn' t want the cat | |
| So i backed out and never came back. | |
| suck a nigga dick or somthin 4x | |
| My nigga d magic said he had to have it | |
| I said just 4 get it it' s to crabby. | |
| Know a little freak in hollywood | |
| Sux on dick does it real good. | |
| She' ll give u money fill up your tummy | |
| House full of kids parents are spunny. | |
| Once had her down backyard ground | |
| Hit from the back enjoyed the sound. | |
| Lay under cover always use the rubber | |
| Till i got caught fuckin with her mother. | |
| She blamed on me we fought on the streets | |
| She pulled out a knife so i had to fleet. | |
| Called up the boyz went to her house | |
| Trashed the whole place through the bitch out. | |
| Police busted in were the niggas at | |
| We left just in time and never came back. | |
| Rolled through the hood wavin at the freaks | |
| Who were sniffin on the rocks and smokin all the | |
| Geeks | |
| Made another stop police station | |
| Saw a few cops drove by sprayed them, | |
| License tag number a nigga said he saw it | |
| Focus all the time never get caught. | |
| Slob on my cat cause u know it' s fat | |
| Check in with me and do that | |
| Wait a second freak | |
| I know you from the streets | |
| My nigga hurry t | |
| Has seen you through his mean | |
| They call you little red | |
| The one who slobs on head | |
| And drinks a niggas nut | |
| Until you well and fed | |
| To see what she' s about | |
| I creaped to her house | |
| To catch her in her blouse | |
| And see how big her mouth | |
| She pulled me to her room | |
| To get the fuckin soon | |
| I didn' t have a rubber | |
| I fucked with two balloons | |
| Lay on the bed | |
| That' s all she said | |
| Her pussy has one problem | |
| Twisted tight in streads | |
| The fucken sounds were tunes | |
| I fucked her with a broom | |
| She rode it like a horse | |
| The blood came rushing soon | |
| When i seen that | |
| I didn' t want the cat | |
| So i bounced out | |
| And never came back | |
| Sucks on dick | |
| Does it real good | |
| Sucks sucks on dick | |
| Does it real good | |
| Sucks on dick | |
| Does it real good | |
| Sucks sucks | |
| Does it real good | |
| My nigga d magic | |
| Had said he finally got it | |
| The true and false blow | |
| He said he had to have it | |
| Know a little freak | |
| In big ham | |
| Licks up nuts | |
| Like lickin stamps | |
| She' ll grant your wishes | |
| Blow you freaky kisses | |
| House full of g' s | |
| Freaks whores bitches | |
| Had the little freak | |
| In my niggas jeep | |
| Try to spit some game | |
| To get her suck some meat | |
| Lay on the cover | |
| My natural hair she loved it | |
| Stop bitch stop bitch | |
| Please don' t touch it | |
| Took her trough some hoods | |
| And let her hoe around | |
| 7 street 9 street | |
| And street of walks and brown | |
| Now she' s in click | |
| A pro on suckin dick | |
| Until the rugged out | |
| The bitch was smokin bricks | |
| Straight shootin blow pipes | |
| That' s all she thought | |
| Runnin from the rehab | |
| Never got caught | |
| Sucks on dick | |
| Does it real good | |
| Sucks sucks on dick | |
| Does it real good | |
| Sucks on dick | |
| Does it real good | |
| Sucks sucks | |
| Does it real good |