Slob on my nob

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 have 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 whole face

Real name Grover

I said Ben over

I started to knock then came the odor

Smelt like moosh shouldnt had a woosh

Told her to stop and took a doosh

After she did that I didnt want the cat

So i vamped out and never came back



My nigger D magic

Said he had the habit

I said just forget it

Its to crabit

I know a little freak in Hollywood

Sucks on dick does it real good

She'll give you money fill up your tummy

House full of kids Parents all spugy

Once had a down backyard ground

Hit it from the back

Intro to the sound Made on the cover

Always used the rubber

Till I got caught f***ing with her mother

She blamed it on me

We fought in the street

She pulled out a knife

So i had to flee

Called up the boys went to her house

Charged the whole place threw the b**** out

Police busted in Where the niggers at

We left just in time and never came back

Broke threw the hood

Wasnt at the foots We sniffen out the rocks

Smokin all the geese Made another stop Police station

Saw a few cops drove by a spadim Licence tag number

Nigger said he saw Boogus all the time never get...



Slob on my cat Cause you know its fat

Check in with me And do that

Wait a second freak I know your from the streets

My nigger hobie T