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letra de who wants to fuck tonite - crooked i

[verse 1: eastwood]
now do my n-gg-z wanna f-ck tonight? h-ll yeah
how many ladies wanna f-ck tonight? we do, we do

ey yo, i once had a b-tch named chilly
and she wouldn’t do it my way
so i slapped the b-tch silly
that 64 chevy hopin’ blowin’ on trees
with nasty nicole young blowin’ on any tease
so you b-tches didn’t expect that tha row is back
but with a twist in youth authority my hoes come back, now how i act off the cognac
lay ’em down flat beat the d-ck to the cat, you top notch hood rat
i love b-tches in fourth quarter f-ck ’em in clutch
got your baby mama fiendin’ for d-ck, she wanna f-ck now
don’t be mad if i bless you and hit her and
don’t be mad cause i like ’em fly in short skirts
and my money you’ll never get it with the stick
i’m sick with it, i made her c-m quick with it
when the young wood hit it like different
yeah i’ll be strokin’ and leavin’ the p-ssy open
when i’m in it, it ain’t no joke and get your whole back broke

now do my n-gg-z wanna f-ck tonight? h-ll yeah
how many ladies wanna f-ck tonight? we do, we do

[verse 2: danny boy]
she gave me head in the benz and then we had s-x in the lex
and we pop a lot 7-11, while we was bangin’ them new row hits
she said she know it’s about to happen
just like in ’94, ’95, â€˜96
i keep it real, i stick to the script girl
i gotta get my riches, money over b-tches

[verse 3: crooked i]
i grab my d-ck and say girl, i’m just an artist after cheddar
but when you strip i’m the hardest rapper ever
i’m tellin’ hoes ain’t no holy matrimony
just us, f-ckin’ on the holy mattress only
now go in as your homie if they down with a mã©nage
cause i’m down to get m-ssage
f-ck the iconologe; beat it down in a garage, ugh
n-body’s h-ttin’ these hoes harder
i could p-ss off a bridge and still feel the cold water
i been a fiend since billy jean
i’m in a clean limousine
givin’ this b-tch from the philippines that jimmy dean sausage
watch me f-ck till i’m exhausted
all of my real b-tches only be f-ckin’ with bosses
when we s-x a freak in extra sheets i’m with it
give me head for weeks, i’ll spread your cheeks and hit it
i bet you reach your s-xual peak in minutes
if your legs can reach your neck, i’m deep up in it
damage your corn rolls, god d-mn it
let’s grab a camera, get the cam in and make amateur p-rnos
i’m slammin’ the door close, you got me very bent
crook’s a p-ssy banger that eastside limp d-ck

now do my n-gg-z wanna f-ck tonight? h-ll yeah
how many ladies wanna f-ck tonight? we do, we do

[verse 4: a rule]
baby i don’t regret sh-t, what time is it to live reckless
pushin’ the six at times i get my d-ck licked
i’m childish, one of a kind, one in my own
and i’m about to take you freak hoes the devils a no
and touch your lips, and better off f-ck the lips
the more positions the better
i been here for whatever see, feel me
i don’t need weed to get high
some good head will make a n-gg- kiss the sky
no lie, cause if she ain’t right, turn the lights off
put her on a summit and pump till your d-cks’ soft
the rule does it, street love, how i met cha
down to drug with the light buzz
i respect it, cause if she know, i will
give you what you want, give you what you need
ugh, holla back, rule baby

now do my n-gg-z wanna f-ck tonight? h-ll yeah
how many ladies wanna f-ck tonight? we do, we do

- crooked i

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