Three 6 Mafia - Slob On My Knob (Pt. II) lyrics

Slob on my cat

Cause you know it's fat

Check in with me

And do that

[Juicy J]

Wait a second freak

I know you from the streets

My nigga Hurry T

Has seen you through his mean

They call you little red

The one who slobs on head

And drinks a niggas nut

Until you well and fed

To see what she's about

I creaped to her house

To catch her in her blouse

And see how big her mouth

She pulled me to her room

To get the fuckin soon

I didn't have a rubber

I fucked with two balloons

Lay on the bed

That's all she said

Her pussy has one problem

Twisted tight in streads

The fucken sounds were tunes

I fucked her with a broom

She rode it like a horse

The blood came rushing soon

When I seen that

I didn't want the cat

So I found out

And never came back

[Chorus]

Bloods on dick

Does it real good

Bloods bloods on dick

Does it real good

Bloods on dick

Does it real good

Bloods bloods on dick

Does it real good

[Juicy J]

My nigga D Magic

Had said he finally got it

The true and false blow

He said he had to have it

Know a little freak

In big ham

Licks up nuts

Like lickin stamps

She'll grant your wishes

Blow you freaky kisses

House full of G's

Freak horse bitches

Had the little freak

In my niggas jeep

Try to spit some game

To get her suck some meat

Lay on the cover

My natural hair she loved it

Stop bitch stop bitch

Please don't touch it

Took her trough some hoods

And let her hoe around

7 street 9 street

And street of walks and brown

Now she's in click

A pro on suckin dick

Until the rugged out

The bitch was smokin bricks

Straight trough the blow pipes

That's all she thought

Runnin from the rehab

Never got caught