Lyrics

Wassup y'all? These are a couple of bitches that I like And I guess they're on Columbia records, or they from New York or somethin' Check these bitches out Is this all you got? One minute and you go pop? You's a big disgrace, I oughta mush you all in yo' face! Tellin' me lies, you a real good lover, you a two minute brother I told you, I told you they was dope! I hate guys who talk a lot of shit How they last long and got good dicks (damn!) Talkin' shit, ''I'm the best lover'' They all two minute brothers See, I'm the type of bitch who loves to be fucked Trimmed, tucked, stuffed, and sucked Up in my ass, deep down in my throat So we can get busy, but jimmy must wear a rain coat, he said Goddamn that shit sounds dope! Look no further, hoe, I'm the pope Like religion, nasty or nice You got to give me some pussy like a sacrifice I got the full night, stretching after twelve Like a burnt offering going straight to hell 'Cause I'm a pump you up, cold split your clit Then let you cum in my mouth while you suck my dick Then I'm a turn you over, belly up bitch And lick that ass right where you shit Well needless to say, I took him back to my house Took a quick shower, rinsed out my mouth My starving ass, my shit wet as hell I had to do the right thing Take a Massengill! We lay back coolin' drinking Hennessy When he said Keep it same to intervene Lift 'em up, spread 'em out Hold up, somethin' wrong The beautiful was cold three inches long Now I'm pissed and I'm ready to bitch But my cunt's so horny, I don't give a shit 'Cause I'm one nasty ass bitch And I need something up in my clit I only got half of his, I'm still ticked Aw, what the hell, just go for it I'm through! Is this all I get? Is this supposed to be good dick? Damn, you said you was a good lover! But you a Two Minute Brother Nigga, I ain't even bust a sweat Not to mention, I ain't came yet I was about to be cool, but why did I bother 'Cause his shit shriveled up like a Vienna sausage Now I'm hot, I got an attitude It's time for dinner, I'm serving seafood On your knees, motherfucker, let your tongue stroll! Push upon that bitch until you hit my flow And ladies, beware of those talkative brothers Chances are, they're two minute motherfuckers