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