Prezidential Candidates
Prezidential Candidates - Go 'Head Remix songtekst
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[Verse 1: Nasty Boi] Shake it, shake it, shake it for me Wiggle it down and go ahead, do the bobble-head Shake, shake, shake, get the beat flowin' right through ya Can't believe the bitch all on it, like peanut butter on bread I ain't goin' anywhere but in her stomach Flip, flop like a pancake, multiple positions ain't gonna cut it You get on my dick and ride that shit, screamin' "oye, papi" This is the Go 'Head remix, so go and give head Slobber right on it, licky, licky, licky I'mma give you that sticky Deepthroat while I choke you See how much can go down, no one's ever been able to take all of it Give this shit a try, cup my balls like you were holdin' a baseball Swing 'em back and forth, make 'em jiggle, jiggle, jiggle Ho! Ho! Merry Christmas, daddy's almost there, kaboom Whoops I busted in ya ass, that's something that I can't pass My little soldiers as thick as molasses My men have been in every pussy of the atlas [Verse 2: Prez] The thing that piss me off the most about these women Is they all only care about what cars I've been in "You met Paul Pierce and that rapper Kid Cudi?" I lie, tell 'em yes, and they line up to fuck me Beamer, Benz, or Bentley? Ashley, Hil', or Geoffrey? Baby we can get frisky, I promise I'll do it gently Let me ride like the good doctor in '92 Go ahead and make my day and I will put a hole in you You can jerk like them New Boyz or teach 'em like A.P Me and DPalm ain't dancin' we spendin' that money Gettin' real low on the floor girl, I like dat Let a player know you a ho and, I'll buy dat (Boi) We gettin' crunk tonight Every number in my phone called drunk tonight (Boi) You don't even know what I mean Checkin' out every bottom in them tight-ass jeans Ain't no ring on my finger And even if there was my mind wouldn't really linger Just shake that thang and let a player know We can play Farmville, you the perfect role for a ho Haha (bitch)