Slob On My Knob 作词：Paul Beauregard, Jordan Houston
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, 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 ho face Real name rover, I said, bend over I started to knock, then came the odor
Smelled like mush, shouldn't had a whoosh Told her to stop, and take a dush While she did that, I didn't want the cat So I found out and never came back
Suck a nigga dick or something Suck a nigga dick or something Suck a nigga dick or something Suck a nigga dick or something
My nigga D-Magic, said they had to have it I said, ‽Just forget it, it's too crabby†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 scummy 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, fucking 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 bitch out Police busted in where the niggas 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, licensee tag number A nigga said, he saw bogus all the time, never get caught