Big Grams

Put It On Her
Eastpoint College Park sucker Decatur for your hatin' ass See you later Sweet Daddy showed us how to rock a mink I got to thinking and now I got these alligators on my feet I’m so distinguished, don't wanna be mean, the Sheen but very private My wife's at home with my chair, insta silent Night like the temptations was saying on sight But I'm tempted to put the PVC pipe in her life, right? Those are plumbing terms so tea time my little hummingbird Cunning words uttered while I'm touching her And now she’s beggin' for a nigga to go 'n' get up in her Like the holy ghost, destination molly world So I propose a toast, Crown Black and apple juice It's all about that crown, like no clown-like for attitudes Well unless it's Ice Cube, Dr. Dre, or Eazy Cause I'mma be your nigga for life, please believe me It’s just your friendly neighborhood Daddy Fat From Decatur to East Point my name good and that’s that She’s just a liar who gets high on rock 'n' roll A rolling stone, drugs and hoes She don’t know, she just knows That I put it on her Letras de cancionesI put it on her Shawty get the tool out, shawty pimp got the tool out I’m psyched out with bot now I’m the producer extraordinaire I’ll eat machines, put my stick on your snare I like a landing strip or like it bare Good shit and good shit we get anywhere Shape like a peach or a pear Will I put it on you? Hell yeah Try me little lady, I'll put it in you Put it on you, the performer of performers Producer of producers This is not what you're used to So taste like fruit juice When I cum it's youthful JMC certified, damn take a spoonful She’s just a liar who gets high on rock 'n' roll A rolling stone, drugs and hoes She don’t know, she just knows That I put it on her I put it on her Shawty get the tool out, shawty pimp got the tool out I’m psyched out with bot now From Letras Mania