Triple Six Mafia Slob on my Knob (Pt. 2) Lyrics

Slob On My k___ Pt. 2

Slob on my cat
Cause you know it's fat
Check in with me
And do that

Wait a second freak
I know you from the streets
My n____ Hurry T
Has seen you through his mean
They call you little red
The one who slobs on head
And drinks a n____s 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 f___in soon
I didn't have a rubber
I f___ed with two balloons
Lay on the bed
That's all she said
Her p____ has one problem
Twisted tight in streads
The f___en sounds were tunes
I f___ed 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 found out
And never came back

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Bloods on d___
Does it real good
Bloods bloods on d___
Does it real good
Bloods on d___
Does it real good
Bloods bloods on d___
Does it real good

My n____ 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
Freak horse b____es
Had the little freak
In my n____s jeep
Try to spit some game
To get her suck some meat
Lay on the cover
My natural hair she loved it
Stop b____ stop b____
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 d___
Until the rugged out
The b____ was smokin bricks
Straight trough the blow pipes
That's all she thought
Runnin from the rehab
Never got caught

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