string on my thing Rhythm in my thing Wind me up I can do my thing underwater I got a string attached to my thing When you pull my string I can do my
drop Coke boil in the pot, shake the Feds And bust shots at them street cops Fuck yo' point is? My point is double fours at your fuckin' jaws Pointed
t) so i so spit better (oh no he don't) under 20 ass 50 if you feelin to go ? over 30 ass rock him i ain't no joke im dirty his jaws drop off wicked and
ass, and your jaws full of dick You can keep your muthafuckin' TRL I stay with my army in the underground and stay real And burn down your little TV set String
t look at me Pull your panties to the side I know this girl with boots on, she's turned on by wearin G-strings She likes her thongs with my fingers all
(I'll tell you a story of silly young king Who played with the world at the end of a string But he only loved one single thing and that was just a peanut
gotta make it last, what? Fuck me Together holdin' hands You out there spendin' grands And makin' family plans, say it Make love to me Don't have to straighten facts Don't want no strings
she rocking my world She's so thick and she's so fine fa sho, cowgirl She is a cowgirl, a g-string drawas girl See how much I can fit, off into her jaws
let them go Taking her time 'cause he's on the chase So she's stringing him along And she's getting in his head space Clinical form with their jaws
erase the pictures from my mind eliminate the presence of your kind unloose the strings of instinct laws just to fall into some other jaws in pounding
, it means nothing to me As long as there's a PMRC Put your hand right up my shirt Pull the strings that make me work Jaws will part, words fall out
of a cause Tschernobyl - Avalon - spaces' jaws? the old entertainer - once jester of kings but nobody listens when now of puppets he sings - on toxical strings
he came up behind me I put a chain on his claws I caught another - been trying to find me I slit a vein in his jaws Tied the two of them up with guitar-strings
pussy mortar just took virgins son. Who you think Tech gonna call that the Dergish love. Red cap, red shirt, red shoe strings. My .45 is a bitch, and
I'll sing you a story of silly young king Who played with the world at the end of a string. But he only loved one single thing -- And that was just a
All the girls' hearts going boom boom boom Very night when you walk in the room They scream and shout, with their eyes poppin'' out Go the jaws hangin
