Traci

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Young Black Teenagers - Rap

Traci

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Duration: 2:37

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[Verse 1: Kamron] I know this girl around my block and she gets my [*] hard as a rock I go through the window when the door is locked Never bring condoms, she's always stocked She pulls out my [*] with no delay And starts stickin' my [*] til the [*] don't play Flip her on her side and take her for a ride I know she'll abide, it's her favorite way I'm knick knockin', I'm knock knickin' Never stick the stick in then lick it she flicks my BIC Then it's back to the foreplay, I make the [*] say Or should I say scream Vanilla, the fella that can rock acapella Your majesty Kam is a hell of a man Cause a [*] like me is never afraid I always get [*] and must stay paid I even took Janet on an escapade [Firstborn] I see your hair is burnin' Hills are filled with fire They say I never loved you You know they are a liar Traci you drive me crazy [Verse 2: Firstborn] Drivin' round town on a Friday night Drinkin' Red Bull and I'm feelin' alright Saw this [*] her pants was tight Pull up on the side and Traci's hittin' the pipe She ran to the car and asked for a light I said yo baby you're not my type She pulled out a gun and demanded my dough Ay yo what the [*] is wrong with this [*] Click clack, she stepped back I jumped out the window and gave her a smack She tried to swing back, to no avail She pissed me off and I beat that tail [Verse 3: Kamron] K-A-M-R-O-N mackin' I'm never slackin', I'm never wack and I'm never losin' when I'm choosin' The beat I'm usin' I might abuse and Talk about a battle? Huh? You're quite amusin' You must have slept and forgot the time Let me remind you, I'm wild in the mind Cause wild in the mind is the state I find To be soothin' while I'm provin' that a sucker can't rhyme My cuts are fine, as fine as wine And I never drink tequila without the lime Kickin' wack rhymes, talkin' bout it to hit You want some Moet? The wine know it Proof is in the puddin' that you got no heart If you step to me with that I'm a [*] Arm by arm, and leg by leg I dismantle your body until you start to beg Stuff you in bags and throw you in a lake And then it's back to the crib to hit the keg I'm in hard with a sharp pain or like a freight train Never will feel shame, never will be tame Our cuts are [*] never lame So don't insert a coin if you can't play the game

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