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How much wood could a woodchuck chuck
If a woodchuck could chuck wood? (I don't know!)
[Verse One]
The question is how much wood could I chuck
What you really wanna know is how much do I f*ck
Yo, cause when it comes to skins I know how to work this
I get more by accident than n*ggas get on purpose
So any honey that thinks she can stick with
I got a lot to share so prepare to get di*ked with
Spread 'em (here they go) got 'em
The mission is to pound the pus*y until I hit rock bottom
I'm like a hawk that's out {?} to stalk
I f*ck you so hard, I leave your pus*y with stretch marks
See they call me Mr. Woodchuck
I got a certified {?} that says I give a good f*ck
[Verse Two]
I hunt c*nt like a Bounty I'm the quicker picker upper
Don't want the itty bitty titty committee I want a D-cupper
I can talk softly but I carry a big di*k
Knockin pussies off, so you better dig quick
The master long laster, be doin it nastily
In this wacky f*ckin mix, you can call me di*k Dastardly
Hard act to follow when I hit the funky hollow
Yes I c*m for you to swallow get more HOOOO than the Apollo
Take my di*k and I'm far shovin it, taxin like the government
Givin some b*tches stitches, but mostly just be lovin it
Got some rope, and a smoke, and your ass is on target
No wholesale or retail got that pus*y on the black market
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[Verse Three: Double J]
Yo, far as pus*y n*gga please, I bend more knees
I squeeze a skeeze and do away with the di*k tease
You can't f*ck you little sucker, no di*k control
All di*k and no balls ass motherf*cker
Chuck wood damn good, who's done
I got ten di*k fingers for all my b*tches to choose one
Talkin 'bout you woodchuckin and can't spell it
I just got out some ass, here's my di*k, come smell it
b*tches love it when I shove it so shut the heck up
I f*ck so good, they come back for a weekly checkup
It gets better and better as they get wetter and wetter
Double J in this game, I'm a double-header
[Verse Four: Apache]
How much wood could a woodchuck, I f*ck 'til the pus*y's done
Come, life's a b*tch then you f*ck one
I stay horny, try to hide I'll find ya
Born to f*ck, I see more pus*y than a pantyliner
I bust nuff nuts, they claim you c*m too quick
I'm too thick and you're quick to lie on your di*k
I'm addicted a fiend call me punani don
Your mack lax, I get more pus*y than a tampon
I get hot, hit the spot, watch her temperature boil
I'm a wild child, I f*ck like I'm drillin for oil
I hit bottom I got 'em, f*ck the pros and cons
When I die I want my di*k bronzed
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[Verse Five: Vinnie]
When I sex ya I'm Hugh Hefner, play ya like Fonzarelli
Lookin gooder this summer cause my di*k won't fail me
f*ckin up the world I make you scream wolf calls
Pushin livers in your throat cause my di*k's that tall
I wanna ho that can go cause I throw well
So I can take her to the Vin Helmsley hotel
You better hope the rubber holds, one baby bullsh*t
I'm makin triplets, pushin for four to make a quartet
How long? Real long, my name ain't stubby
I f*ck 'em all short tall small thin thick or chubby
So come and chuck me I'm good to the last stroke
And watch that pus*y go home in a sling
[Verse Six: Treach]
Here comes the longer stronger don for you limp di*k sh*tsacks
Cause I'm the motherf*cker that wear golden jim hats
Quicker career f*cker upperer
With the stiff stuff that I'm cuttin up, for long to go up in her
Everytime I knocked it tip blown
You think I needed a bigger shoe the way they call me foot long
I hit a hoochie with the whole weight, the whole plate
Cause when I break ya, make I wake the whole state
Stretchin them guts from the backside
All I say is timber them dem spread that ass wide
My di*k get the Grammy, word to Sammy
I f*ck you from here to Mi-ami-ami
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