Slob on My Knob (Pt. II)

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
dont have to ask dont hve to beg
juicy is my name sex is my game
lets call the boys lets run a train
squeeze on my nuts lick on my butt
the natural curly hair please dont touch
first find a mate second find a place
third find a bag to hide the face
real name rover said bend over
I started to knob then came the odor
smelt like mush shouldnt had a wush
told her stop and take a dush
when she did that I didnt want the cat
so I bounced out and never came back
(suck a nigga dick or something (4x))
my nigga D magic said he had to have it
I said just forget it its to crabby
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 spunny
once had her down backyard ground
hit it from the back enjoyed the sound
lay on the cover always use the rubber
till I got caught fuckin with her mother
she blamed it on me we fought in the street
she pulled out a knofe so I had to flee
called up the boys went to her house
trashed the whole place threw the bitch out
police busted in where the niggaz at
we left just in time and never came back
rolled through the hood wavin at the freaks
who were sniffin all the rocks and smokin all the geeks
made another stop police station sa
saw a few cops drove by sprayed them
Licence tag numbers a nigga said he saw it
focus all the time never get caught
slob on my cat cuz you know its phat
check in with me and do that