Paroles Track 6 de Murs

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I would like to dedicate this song
to every girl who's sucked my dick "thank you"
and from the bottom of my heart, girls I really mean that shit
all praises to your lips, for the many nights of bliss
I mean you gotta love somebody who puts their mouth where you piss,
it's like this
Shit I would do it if I could
but girl you know I'd break my back tryin' to polish my own wood
So it's, all to the good girl, do it like a gee-o
You got them kinda lips that make nigga slap his P.O.,
although I don't have one
If that's what you need, to keep you on your knees,
please believe you'll catch a bad one
Go back to what I said,
I dedicate this song to every girl who's gave me head
Especially the ones,
who knew it was time to swallow without a word being said
And didn't get mad if I didn't give a warning,
she just put it down her hatch, and kept on performing
You know, rockin' the mic, cleanin' the pipes,
or if she's a real head doctor she might say sumpt'n like
"Oh, fuck my face! I wanna see how I taste!"
huh, and when the homies call
"Uhh, What up, though"
I simply let 'em know that Agent Scully's on the case,
and hella broads be fake
Talkin' bout they don't swallow, they don't like how it tastes
I say it's no home trainin',
kinda like leaving a table before you clean your plate
I wasn't born with this shit it took twelve years to make
And you gonna let it go to waste? "hell no" let me put it all in place
You put in all this work you might as well finish the race
C'mon, you don't leave work early on pay day
You get your check before you walk so go ahead
and jack the magic beans right up out the stalk
Then plant 'em down your throat, who knows,
the next day your freestyles might be dope
Nope! I'm just kiddin' "FUCK A NON-SWALLOW TRAMP!"
This song is a tribute to the cock suckin' champs,
the deap throat divas with jaws like clamps
Lickin' ball like stamps, even when she's got the cramps
That's a No Limit Soldier, True Master of the P,
but I make 'em say AHHH when I'm servin' ghetto D
I love the oral OG's, with rings in their tongue, shit I had to tell this one
You should move it to your tonsils cuz a niggas well hung
Huh, naaahh; I kill me, but check it out, feel me,
I had this one broad who used to go at the job
Like a woman with no teeth versus corn on the cob,
wanted to stop her half way just to say good job
So if you got a girl and she dont slob your knob,
I'm here to let your stupid ass know that your bein' robbed
And your dame is tired,
tell her to step into your office - "YOUR FUCKIN' FIRED!"
And if by the next album, she's still not suckin',
Imma make a new song with step by step instructions
Easy for her ass to follow, the moral of the story is
the mean bitches suck and the nice girls swallow
I said mean bitches suck and nice girls swallow

"Oooh, oooh, oooh! I knew I knew ya. Damn it to hell,
I knew your face looked familiar to me. Man, back in the day,
your wife could suck the MEANEST
well I know you know, you a lucky man."

"You scum sucking son of a bitch!!!
That's my ho you talk..uh, my wife you talkin' bout!"

"Oooh, oooh, oooh! Now I remember
I even remember your name!
They used to call you Jawbone!"

"Aaaghhhh!!!"

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