Now I play hard like my girl's nipples be
The game sour like a pickle be
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Now I play hard like my girl's nipples be
The game sour like a pickle be
"Luda, Jada and Nas // and our bullets give you a deep tissue massage // so here's a song and dance while I make these ends // you never stood half a chance like Siamese Twins."
I was raised in the city...shitty..ever since i was an iddy biddy kiddy drinking liquor out my mama's tiddy.
Have you ever had sex with a pharaoh?
I put that pussy in a sarcophagus
now she claimin that i bruised her esophagus; head of the class, and she just won a swallowship
livin in the future so the present is my past; my presence is a present kiss my ass
"England is my city"
or
"Thats an awfully hot coffee pot"
βI used to drive a dinger with the dents in, now itβs pearlescent, and the bonnet got the vents in.β - (Bonnet = hood of a car)
I'll rip a tree out the ground and flip it upside down 'Fore I turn over a new leaf, clown
I overheard my mother singing some song and a line about "getting more ass than a toilet seat"
I don't know what it's from but that is an immaculate lyric.
Momβs spaghetti
Honey, check it out you got me mesmerized
With your black hair and fat-ass thighs
I only wish I could find someone someday who will think of such romantic things to say to me...
X gon' give it to ya Fuck waiting for you to get it on your own X gon' deliver to ya Knock knock, open up the door, it's real Wit the non-stop, pop pop of stainless steel
Swagger tighter then a yeast infection
Fly go hard like geese erection
Fashion patrol police detection
I stay tight like Chinese connection
Dr. Carter by Lil Wayne
Maybe I am the ballot in the box / the bullet in the gun / the inner glow that lets you know to call your brother son and really that whole theme song.
Bear witness to the sickest shot while suckers get romantic
They ain't gonna send us campin' like they did my man Fred Hampton
Still we lampin', still clockin' dirt for our sweat
A ballot's dead, so a bullet's what I get
A thousand years they had the tools, we should be takin' 'em
Fuck the G-ride, I want the machines that are makin' 'em
Real Gs move in silence like lasagna.
m tryin' to explain, baby the best way I can
I melt in your mouth girl, not in your hands
Amazing reference game
I was riding with a friend who was playing some hip-hop back in early 2000s. This song was sexually explicit and had the line "bitch, eat my babies." As in telling the girl to swallow his load. I can never seem to find the song.
Canibus has some good ones but this is my fave:
Now if a bitch sucks yo' dick, for five dollars per square inchΒ
And gets forty dollars, includin' a five dollar tipΒ
How big was the dick she just sucked?Β
(Say what?)Β
Say how big was the dick she just sucked?Β
(What?)
Like watching 1000 lemmings plummet just because the first one slipped
I like my sugar with coffee and cream.
I start to think and then I sink into the paper, like I was ink / when I'm writing I'm trapped in between the lines / I escape - when I finish the rhyme
Plead the fifth, sip wine stiffly
Patiently come up and be spiffy in a jiffy
Gift for the grind, criminal mind shifty
Swift with the nine through a fifty nine fifty
I smell a grape in the duck preserves
"Why did one straw break the camel's back? Here's the secret β the million other straws underneath it. It's all mathematics." -- Yasiin Bey