Slob On My Knob Lyrics C

About the song: Slob On My Knob Lyrics is written and sung by Tear da Club Up Thugs and Three 6 Mafia. The title of the song is Slob On My Knob.

Slob On My Knob Lyrics

Slob on my knob like corn on the cob
Check in with me, and do your job
Lay on the bed, and give me head
Don’t have to ask, don’t have to beg
Juicy is my name, s^x is my game
Let’s call the boys, let’s run a train
Squeeze on my n^ts, lick on my b^tt
The natural curly hair, please, don’t touch
First find a mate, second find a place
Third find a bag, to hide the ho face
Real name Rover, I said bend over
I started to knock, then came the odor
Smelled like mush, should’ve had a woosh
Told her to stop and take a do^che
While she did that, I didn’t want the cat
So I bounced out and never came back

Suck a ni^^a di^k or something
Suck a ni^^a di^k or something
Suck a ni^^a di^k or something
Suck a ni&&a di^k or something

My ni^^a D-Magic said he had to have it
I said, “Just forget it, it’s too crabby”
Know a little freak, in Hollywood
Sucks on di&k, does it real good
She’ll give you money, fill up your tummy
House full of kids, parents all schummy
Once had a down, backyard ground
Hit it from the back, enjoy the sound
Lay on the cover, always use the rubber
Till I got caught, f^cking with her mother
She blamed it on me, we fought in the street
She pulled out a knife, so I had to flee
Called up the boys, went to her house
Charged the whole place, threw the bit^h out
Police busted in, where the ni^^as at
We left just in time, and never came back
Roll through the hood, waving at the freaks
Who’s sniffing all the rocks, and smoking all the geeks?
Made another stop, police station
Saw a few cops, drove by and sprayed them
License tag number, a ni^^a said he saw
Bogus all the time, never get caught


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