Intro

Lyrics
[Intro] Son of Sam! Can he do what he do? Can he do what he do!? [Verse] They love the way that I'm holdin' my rapping apparatus If I was absent would they be mad at us It's like a natural attraction to back it up on the package Look at they asses throwin' ad at us My rap strips the innocence of millions of citizens Enter they showin' their inner in or my finishing Do backflips my energy with intimate genital genitals I know a million ways to give it to him I get her super soaked cause I thought that would be Sick on me I sodomize I cauterize I gotta like her (Okay!) She do somethin' to my music and hopin' She didn't kind of need me, needing me to have her terrorize her She'd like she wanting the feel of the pen in her I been there and then dinner A gentleman at dinner but I sing in tenor my men is ready to blend her My tenderloin bigger she need the Focker, no Ben Stiller Give her on up, get upiddy right, I got it I busting in, they give it up, the gun is automatic What's up with skilly, potbelly and like shot so appealing I thought those kiddie it, giddy up and giddy it, look like an idiot Take mention to Kalikoholics! Know we get the bitches have a frolick and can do nothing about it They get to listen and get up all their kissin' and lick up on us Put they mouth and shout, Krizz'll wanna! Love you I know you do And now, the greatest love song ever
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Credits
- Writers
- Krizz Kaliko