I wanna do it (feat. sir michael rocks) lyrics

by

Yukmouth


Feat. Sir Michael Rocks

(Intro)
The world's freshest new b*tch
S'up, yeah, yah
You know I wanna do it
You know I wanna do it
You know I wanna do it

(Verse)
I wanna bust it open in the mornin'
Like presents on Christmas, the di*k is all she wanted
Ain't none like them freaky b*tches from California
That couchie deucing, thumb in the booty, when I'm bonin'
That from the back that show you how sexy the lot can share
Came from the Valley, and she know that that's a resume
Matter fact, something and spend some rocks on that
Freshly pack the magnets, keep them ratchets out my habits
Damn, if I am used the sh*t, I wanna do it
b*tch, I'm jammin' with the quick, so quick some n*ggas shout
So gone and get to it, don't ask permission to it
And I think I'm feeling yo pencil, let's pull a switcheroo
f*cking nooses boarded up too, I could go back three or four
Who I sh*t is who I want to, shut yo lip, cause that's fo' me know
I need it tho, some green to blow
b*tch come f*ck yo check, I feen a feenis', don't be f*ckin' wid it
Gangsta b*tch
(Hook)
You know I wanna do it
You know I wanna do it
You know I wanna do it
You know I wanna do it
You know I wanna do it
You know I wanna do it

(Verse)
Yeah, I wanna f*ck her in the afternoon
My b*tch babysit, we f*ck in the family bit
b*tch, I'm in the mood, so take that lil' fool to school
It's polo jaws on my balls, don't f*ck with you tonight
In it that Versache fit, so cold we can up and bite
Hangcoating them monkeys, b*tch, you ain't shoppin' right
Forgeries on my custom tight, been purple barred with ice
Clean on them hunkeys, b*tch, you monkey, I'mma start tonight
So make yo wish b*tch, I'll straight the nit, b*tch
Whip one 3.5 to 36, now that's a brick, b*tch
Now make a wish b*tch, I'm straight to dip b*tch
Whip one 3.5 to 36, now that's a brick, b*tch

(Hook)
You know I wanna do it
You know I wanna do it
You know I wanna do it
You know I wanna do it
You know I wanna do it
You know I wanna do it
(Verse)
So if you see me with trip, you know I just hit the jog
You wanna shine with a n*gga, I think you definitely should
Cause when I step in the set, I f*ck yo rep in the hood
But I got a rep to bet, I pull the Tech on a muc
A real as*h*le, badboy, I don't play sports
The type of guy make your thighs get a divorce
That's right, anytime of the day you down for the ride
I'm findin' a way, rain, sleet, hail, snow, no job in the way
Look, homie, I stay hustlin' and toll takin'
These b*tch n*ggas, I can't fell them
I can't imagine that type of life you livin'
Ain't no champagne where you sittin'
Ain't a damn thing on yo body fittin'
You watchin' Twilight, n*gga, but all the thotties that you ain't gettin'
I don't give a f*ck
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