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(featuring dogg)

Kid I got the sex rhymes
Kid I got the sex rhymes
Kid I got the sex rhymes
All world

Kid mother fucker yo I ain't no fag
I bitches dry I fuck em on the rag
Tag toes - check em off my list
get fucked - they don't get kissed
A simplistic pimp gettin much
I'll fuck your mouth and leave ass in debt
Jet set the country on your perks
Just to show you how a real works
Remove your shirt - show me them
drive my dick right through your twin cites
Around bends over your curves and ass
Park it in your mouth I run out of gas

dog I got the sex rhymes
Snoop dog I got the sex
Snoop dog I got the sex
All class

It ain't nothing like pussy on my dick
Word to your and your sister bitch
I play like a mother fucking football game
I pull my dick out and you'll say good y'all came
Ya'll did y'all - worked a nigga front to back
In the bill presidential cadillac
We smoked a sack - the bitches couldn't handle
Blew out my brains and no stain
I complain shit it's all done with game
I've fucked so many I can't remember their name
But it about that - bitch I really doubt that
Just turn the lights out and put my dick yo mouth at

Kid I got the sex rhymes
Kid you got the sex rhymes
Snoop I got the sex rhymes
My

I'm on a jet out of jfk
Sippin' the beck's - and feeling a
Looked across the and who did I see
Bill motherfuckin' clinton next to me
We kicked it had a couple of laughs
The stewardess walked up and asked us for our
I I was mackin' gave her two free shirts
Bill five fingers up in her skirt
So, I stuck five and made ten
Shit two and only one hen
winked at me - it was all too sweet
We tag teamed freak at 30,000 feet

Yeah - 30,000 mother fuckin feet high
Kid rock out?
And we thought we do's it the most on the
we got the sex rhymes
Hold it, hold it, hold it, it
Let me see if you got some gangster homey
Cause if you do, I'm gunna something for you
A something like this

Oh shit gangster shit
All I need is a gangster
If shit is all I kick
I fucked with a black brown or a white
you can act like you ain't with the shit
I'm here to strip a bitch and cold a bit
Lookin for love in all the wrong
Lookin for love - fuck love it's too
Smokin it up in too many
a nut in too many bitches faces

Well I'm kid
Got galore
You might get a lot of pussy, I gets more
Got scores of and macks knows what's up
You's a
I'm a flat out slut
Got what you for - yes indeed
and a sea of weed
Got a seed to in your field of crap
I'll a cowboy hat and be your farmer jack
You can hold my sack I pack your bag
You can rub my back while I a keg
One leg on the and one on the floor
I'll pop a cork in your ass and make you scream for
Pissed off, off

Money, hoes, and asses
We got the goods and the bullshit
We got you need
I got
I got of weed

Money, hoes, and asses
We got the goods and the bullshit
We got whatever you
I got
I got of weed

do it
we do it
Can we do it