Twin Hype Back (feat. Prince Paul) (Explicit) 歌詞
Now come over here and let me give you a tongue kiss on your hot pocket
Me and Mike'll go Twin Hype and do a dance on your windpipes
Put your f**king jazz hands back in your pants and get them s**ts sliced
Caught the ghost when I was yay high so today I stay way high
Do not worry about my habits without sin I'd probably hate life
This is d**e as that hard white you stuff in a crack pipe
A hit of this a kid with Tourette's will chill out and act right
I'm fat but I dress nice and B*****s finesse Mike
They suck the d**k and squeeze on my belly like bagpipes
I slap and I suck clits I f**k in my church shoes
Humblest guy in the room and I am in the room too
Get it
I'll bend you over on the roof while whistling Audio Two
They say that once a girl go Brooklyn no more soft d**k'll do
I'm so Rakim and Eric B
B***hes check out my melody
I might Slick Rick on a fella
Foul
Catch me a felony
Hey I might Shyne Po a ho POW Catch me a case
Producto must have rolled this L because this blunt feel laced
I must say you do look stunning
I mean you're the kind of girl I can really see myself artificially inseminating
Oh I'm sorry I'm being a little aggressive right
Can we start from the beginning
My name is Chest Rockwell right And I love to make love to your booty hole
Bad boy
This is born alone die alone so my dialogue's dastardly
Life's a tragedy generator operating at max capacity
This is porno for piraters to the crooks it is relaxing
I am foreign to that soft talk you can tell it from my accent
This is arrogant fat black it is what it is
This that stingy with d**k b***h not a f**k do I give
I'm no respecter of person I'm no respecter of rules
I catch the prince of England slipping he goin' run me the jewels
I could wake up brain dead tomorrow and my soliloquy still will be
The illest there'll ever be cause I be what you'll never be
My pugnacious rhyme patterns prove pitbull in my pedigree
And dogs fight to the death you say you better you better be
Not one s**t given El-P's chillin'
Raised in a shack in the back of the village
Trained by the wolves in the woods
To avenge on the men who elected themselves my killers
Mike's a villain Nick s chillin'
We don't have a need to know your feelings
We don't believe in the same s**t anyway
Run the Jewels is not for your children
How you feeling now sweetheart A little more relaxed
Maybe it's that half a molly I put in your Mountain Dew
Yeah works like a charm
Just chill out for a second relax relax I got it under control
I got you a glass of Beefeater I got a brand new deck of Uno cards
Oh yeah baby the night's just getting started
Ok how about I come over tonight and pick you up in my brand new Segway
We can go over to Long John Silver's get a fish platter
You can take me home and massage me with butter all on my neck
I love you