Slob On My Nob Lyrics

Slob On My Nob lyrics

Slob on my knob,
Like corn on the cob.
Check in with me,
And do your
job.

Lay on the bed,
And gimme head,
Don't have to ask.
Don't
have to beg.

Juicy is my name,
Sex is my game.
Let's call the
boys.
Let's run a train.

Squeeze on my nuts,
Lick on my
butt.
The natural curly hair,
Please don't touch.

First find a
mate,
Second find a place,
Third find a bag,
To hide the whole
face.

Real name grover,
I said bend over.
I started to
knock,
Then came the odor.

Smelt like mush,
Shouldn't had a
woosh,
Told her to stop,
And take a doosh

Once she did that,
I
didn't want the cat,
So, I bailed out,
And never came back.

Sucka
nigga dicka suck
Sucka nigga dicka suck
Sucka nigga dicka suck
Sucka
nigga dicka suck

My nigga, D-magic,
Said he had to have it.
I said
just forget it,
It's too crappy.

Know a little freak,
In
hollywood,
Sucks on dick,
Does it real good.

She'll give you
money.
Feel up your tummy,
House full of kids.
Parents all
funny.

Once had a doubt,
Backyard ground,
Hit it from the
back,
Enjoyed the sound.

Name under cover,
Always used a
rubber,
Until I got caught,
Fuckin with her mother

She blamed it
on me,
We fought in the streets.
She pulled out a knife,
So I had to
flee.

Call up the boys,
Went to her house,
Trashed the whole
place,
Threw the bitch out.

Police busted in,
"Where the niggas
at?"
We left just in time,
And never came back.

Rode through the
hood,
Wavin at the freaks.
Sniffin all the rocks.
Smokin all the
geeks.

Made another stop,
Police station,
Saw a few cops,
Drove
by and spayed them.

License tag number,
A nigga said he saw,
Focus
all the time,
And never get caught.