Stallion lyrics

[Intro]
The motherf*cking saga continues

[Eazy-E:]
It's the world's biggest di*k
Don't matter just don't bite it
It's the world's biggest di*k
Don't matter just don't bite it
But does she suck a good di*k?
Don't matter just don't bite it
She swallowed it...

[Skit: Erotic Conversation]
Awww sh*t, I want to come, turn... turn around
I want you to sit on it, sit on it...
GODDAMN! - I said ride my di*k not bend my di*k, sh*t!

[Narrator 1: Husband]
Does your b*tch know how to ride your di*k?
Would you consider your b*tch to be a stallion?
Well, my b*tch didn't, so I went out and bought the newest Smoke-A-Lot booklet
The Art of Riding di*k!

[Narrator 2: Wife]
Lesson 3 first you straddle the rock hard di*k
Getting ready for positioning
Now, it's time to shift gears; face down, ass up
As he begins rocking in, out of your wet pus*y
Pushing back harder, urging him to f*ck you harder
And before you know it: SPLASH!
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Kick it slow, is the tempo, and Tech is gonna flow
As I engaged I wrote this page to let you know
How the n*gga be runnin' the game on these dames like ahh...
n*gga, with the money and women and the...
All with the motherf*ckin' di*k better...
Greetings, better ???
Seriously speakin, for the 99 I'm reachin'
Seeking, got the number and now I'm wonderin' if she bogus
Now my focus, just to pop her just like Orville Reddenbacher
Check it out, she was a thick ass young up in Timberland
Hooked up with her Thursday night, the b*tch acts strange
Wore her sweat suits, so she can hide that good
I'm tryin' to get it up in that hog, like Tiger Wood
Soccer sh*t, I listen to an every problem down my di*k
It's hope, she stick in the bop in time to hit
I put her close and told her I'll be there
She got a man, I got a woman, but now I'm playin' with the coochie hair
Now it's on, now it's on, f*ck the phone
Cause when I'm hittin' the stresses are all gone
Now, she's begging me to knock her pus*y dead
I already got my plan, just cause I'm a take her to the bed
Then I'm a give her a show here, then I'm a run that ass down like a procaire
Now, she is askin' about multiple di*ks
sh*t, I'm on some more Manson manipulative sh*t
You're best be friend...
[Chorus]
Late night, when you're rollin' in the streets
Creepin', call on me alone
Stallion, baby, I'm need of your love
Creep with me, cause you know, you're my good friend

[Verse 2: Yukmouth]
Aiy, aiy, aiy, once I was kickin' it at the drive-in
Left the car full of motherf*ckers drove-in
Yo, at first I thought they was going to start some trouble
But no, four n*ggas smoking weed inside a brand new Tex' Bauble
Now, what you n*ggas think? - they got me chronic and that's slogan
All I see is n*ggas chokin'gand that f*ckin' window smoking
And I'm over here having a fit, cause this b*tch that I'm with
Got me smoking on that Bama of weed sh*t, I'm like damn!
They need to walk over to the GS
To purchase up sack of chronic instead of f*ckin' with this 3S
So I told that b*tch, that I'm with
That I'm goin' to get some more cigars
Then got the f*ck out the car
Went to the next corner, looked through the window
It seemed they're smokin' Indo with some b*tches I knew
They let me in y'all, and my turn was like next
I snatched their Moét and guzzled their sh*t, like overtry from the Sess
Here it go ahead, hit it, hit it
Passed me the weed, she snatched my di*k up out my drawers
Then gave a n*gga some Head-To-Toe with it
I didn't c*m for that sh*t that she does
Then break her scrikkie scratch nikkie, cause she shiest out
Pinky b*tch sciddie caver
Spigotty splash goes the c*m, as I bust nut
Bust nut, all in her face, suck a blunt up then raised the f*ck up
Back to the car pretend I never sinned
You can be my stallion and play girl I'll be your friend
You're best be friend...
[Chorus]
Late night, when you're rollin' in the streets
Creepin', call on me alone
Stallion, baby, I'm need of your love
Creep with me, cause you know, you're my good friend

[Verse 3: MC Ren]
90 percent of these b*tches still want to nut
One and two, what the f*ck would you n*ggas do if that sh*t was you?
b*tches be all in a n*gga grill, want to sneak to taste
Want the n*ggas to nut all up in their face, I f*ck these whores any place
The villain don't be havin' to f*ck them when I let them see it
When I open they sh*t and start gabblin, so be it
I get loony, I make they mouths all yucky
If she wanna love me long time when the suckie suckie
With the attitude, this is part three
Part four be the sh*t when your b*tch look for me
Ugh, Villain be watchin' these whores jumpin' like crickets
Tryin' to find a n*gga hotel so their ass can lick it
This is for my n*gga E, this is how the sh*t supposed to be
Talkin' about these stanky hoes constantly
But the Villain keep the n*gga sh*t goin'
Long as my motherf*ckin' di*k keep growin'
Ugh, Ren and Yuk, really don't give a f*ck, with that n*gga Tech N9ne
He'll freeze up your spine, tryin' to f*ck with mine
Ugh, all my n*ggas sh*t
Cause this b*tch sucked that hellified di*k
Shakin' that ass like the soul shaker
Now, she is dancin' on the floor with a skirt no panties on
I saw her hangin' in the alley
Bragging to her friends how she whoring in the valley

[Chorus]
Late night, when you're rollin' in the streets
Creepin', call on me alone
Stallion, baby, I'm need of your love
Creep with me, cause you know, you're my good friend

[Narrator 3: Wife]
There you have it, a job well done
Yeah, awww sh*t, (Moaning)

[Outro: Erotic Conversation]
Take it, take it, take it to the Tech N9ne and take it back on
Then I want you to Yukmouth and take
And take MC Ren and take
To join the whole f*ckin' basehead
Yeah, yeah, give me, give me...