Lyrical Breakdown of Findum, F---Um & Flee - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
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Yeah, it's me again...
So check it out ladies not gentlemen
Drop your draws come and sit
And let's get into this, yeah
Easily I'm aproachin'
There ain't no jokin'
When the pussy holes are open
Ready to fuck until my dick is raw
Yo! The muthafuckin' devil son-in-law
(Peter, peter the pussy-eater)
Now it's the e the mothafuckin' pussy beater
And I'm a quick up trick up up a quid to trick up the bitch
So come here bitch and lick up the lick up the lick up the dick
Now, how many nuts would it take for me?
To let that bitch graduate to lesson three, let's see...
(Splash splash splash splash splash splash)
Ah, you can see I straight wax that ass
Back up bitch unless you want nut in your eye
I never, never ever ever seen a bitch cry
Nut one, nut two nut four, five, six
I lost the third nut in the mix, fuck it!
Hey yo yella boy, let's rewind it!
Six, five, four nut three is up
Gimme that gimme, that gimme that nut
You wanna feel the dick baby, try your luck
Because the e likes to fuck fuck fuck yo
I get 'em stuck-on and get the fuck on
Give 'em a dick to roam and tell 'em thanks for the pussy hole
I find 'em fuck 'em and flee you know
But before I D.O.
Yo, I take a ho' to the hotel (to the hotel)
To the motel (to the motel)
To the Holiday Inn
Yo, if that bitch start fuckin' up (what you gonna do?)
I'll just fuck her friend
Ah, DR. Dre, my mellow It's on you, so what'cha gonna do?
Well, it's on and on and on and on
Yo the beat don't stoppin' 'til the break o' dawn
Yo, every bitch I know they wanna get with me
The mothafuckin' notorious D-R-E
Spit game at a bitch while a nigga's around
And you know most ho's knows not to clown
'Cause if a bitch tries to diss me
What the fuck I lick her
I smack the bitch up and shoot the nigga that's with her
That's the kind of nigga that you're listenin' to
Talk to you for a minute, get my dick in you, yo
Now every single bitch got a price to pay
Up on the dicks of N.W.A.
I find 'em fuck 'em and flee you know
But before I D.O.
Yo, I take a ho' to the hotel (to the hotel)
To the motel (to the motel)
To the Holiday Inn (say what!)
If that bitch start fuckin' up
I'll just fuck her friend
Now MC Ren (whatup) my mellow it's on you so what (I'll check it out)
So what the fuck you're gonna do?
Now gather 'round yo
And check it out yo
And all the bitches come and suck up all my balls yo
And take a ticket to play with it like a slicky
So put your lips on my big chocolate twinkie
And you swallow all the nut
If you bitches are smart
To make my dick pop up like a pop-chart
But after I nut I might leave you
But first I must deceive you, because bitch I don't need you
And don't say that you love me too
'Cause if I turn my back, you would fuck the whole crew
You're nothin' but a stank ho' tryin' to take my bank ho'
So I have to let you know
At a hotel (at a hotel)
And a motel (at a motel)
And a Holiday Inn (say what)
Because if that bitch starts fuckin' up yo
I'll just fuck her friend
Here is Mr. Bigdraw, CBOs in the motherfucking house
And you thought that was greased
Shit I lay down and I would love to go deep
Three and 57 pounds more bounce than I can count
And what counts the night is, showing her off to the fat men fight