how to do it, you tired of ridin Buicks I don't know why niggaz rap for years and can't make hotter music Even when, I don't do it chicks release body fluid Body
And the men keep dying And it's so beautiful So beautiful Give me one more turn Give me one more turn One more turn of the wheel One more revolution One
no bread crumbs Cant you see, baby? You're the only one You are among the few hot women Let me be your medicine 'Cause I got one thing on my mind, I
niggas, we eat niggas off tracks from Mouse and B You betta be bout ya bread ya talk to me Mom ya wonder why ya child's so bad, because the fuckin body
this world Lost in a sea of faces Your body's the bread, your blood is the wine Because you traded your life for mine If only my one heart Was all you
) Bia-bia-bia-biatch! (biatch) Bia-bia-bia-b-b-biatch! (biatch) Bia-bia-bia-biatch! (biatch) [Bun B] Say, I'm all about this bread, all about this cheese
it out The nastiest niggas representin' the South With the freakiest bitches from the sunshine state Dissin' off niggas out to playa hate Butt-naked hoes is all we do 'Cause no one
, don't let it slide, do or die, you an I, slide by, catch them niggaz off my side, wit nothin to hide body die rot, on they porch, when I expectin
How they knew everything is bear Playing with the girl, braid thier hair Leanin' on back in the chair Say playa you know that chick is fine You get that one, this one
Say the bread keep her fed and the head is the bomb She could never breath on a nigger nigger make him come, Come one! Come one! Come all! Come all!
thing Said the bread keep her fed and the head at the bar She could never breathe on a nigga dick and made 'em cum Come one, come one, come all, come
let him get too close The body will fall if you kill the head What else? Lovers turn quick, they forget who buttered their bread What was you tellin' them? I was just tellin' one
again Nasty ain't brand new shit with a blend D, to all my Detroit Play Ballas And I cant forget the phat bootie ballaholiks A, for awesome amounts of dope One
it today I know I know I know I know Laugh now cry never my **** is a body part Hit him with just enough **** to make his body hard Now I feel like
a turkey bacon sandwich 2 seeds with eggs and bread jelly My hoes they rarely pop that p-ssy, They put off in my Pontiac on Pirellis '82 edition Spotters body
my funk fling out I'm talking about when the nuns get naughty When father hits the forty (Shhh, now let's not get too sporty, son) When the collard green juice gets the bread
, how the dolio flow in this Wanna serve em' natural learning Shooting it like sperm to the egg in your head DFLO is my bread and the body in my cup
you, wanna hug you, wanna squeeze you too So let me take you in my arms, let me fill you with my charms Chaka, 'cause you know that i'm the one to keep