Knoc-turn'al - Love Slave - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

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[Knoc-Turn'Al & DJ Quik (Talking)] K: What up Quik? D: 'Ey Knoc K: What up? D: I'm just trippin' off of how you sound to this beat, man! It's like, it's that kinda shit that make niggas in the street be like Damn! And the bitches like - [Knoc-Turn'Al] I'm just lookin' to have a good time and find some ass to grab A nice bush to stab and hit, minus the bullshit, minus the two bit Up her knowin' I'm ruthless and need of a good bitch So independent, more than my mistress, more than to fuck She comes, reopen the guest list My bunny rabbit, most men want but can't have it I'ma tap it, and get pornographic, it's automatic She turns heads, everywhere she goes Men that's young and old And bisexuals, would like to go low And deliver low blows and high off sex and no do's [Chorus] I just need me a little good lovin' Sex she wants but she wasn't my cousin Sexually, she can be, so misleadin' Secretly, between the sheets, and she's leadin' My love slave (love slave) Love slave (love slave) Pretty skin, high yellow, dressed in all black leather [Knoc-Turn'Al] Up in the place, doin' the thing, amazing grace Amazingly shakes ass and cakes Dressed in drape and all lace, breakin' me off Breakin' it down, breakin' a sweat, touchin' the ground Up at the lounge, up at the club, and up at the spot Up in the bathroom, living room, or out on the block I won't stop, I won't quit, drinkin' a 5th Bangin' some new shit from Dre & DJ Quik Shakin' the miss fist & miss hit, call up the smile and fake tits Hollywood and fakeness, good and greatness Everything, a difference is, the difference is In this bitch is, she ridin' dick Up this place to be, playin' the game Makin' the dame, ignorin' the fame, ignorin' the things That make a dream and stressed out, simply plain I maintain a main gain of material things [Chorus] [Knoc-Turn'Al] Thinkin' bout goin' home, freakin' the ho Bringin' the drink, bringin' some dank and get on the floor I'ma, rock it right and separate the men from mice Live yo' life, fuck the limelight rap hype Lookin' to have a good time by midnight And get mines off and chill with a few dykes Ready and willin', sorority pledgin' Lessen them and breast be puttin' work in Her man won't know when she craves what she do When she ain't up in the club and she up in my room I seen some guy for less, die for nothin' Then seen some rest in peace over fuckin' Stay in the place to be, doin' the same thing Maintain my good game and things won't change Niggas is some timey, salty as one grain I stay a G, and handle mine, stay out to get paid [Chorus]
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