Chris Webby

What Them Girls Like
I love women, from Brittany Spears to Marge Simpson Just give me a rubber and you know that I'm goin in son Ain't no tee ball but it's still easy to hit them Cause I know what women wan't, call me Mel Gibson Yes, cause they know we on next They can throw me on set, watch me go beyond sex I ball hard but not in the kobe context I'm collecting v-cards like a pokemon deck muthafucker Cause I'm on speed to the top Downin a leader of scotch, cause like a demon I'm hot Look there's a laundry load full of wife beaters and socks Not even ripley's is sure if they can believe it or not Watch, I'll make 'em come to a dead stop Cause on a beat, I'm a spit it hard as a pet rock Baby girl, you know I make that bed hot I'm no angel, my only halo came with an x-box Drink til I'm walkin like a waddlin duck But I can step a straight line just to follow a buck I'm just lookin for a chicken who can swallow a nut Like a peacan pie in front of joba the hut Wait what? there is no way she could ignore me Grabbin on my woody like andy from toy story With them lips like topanga, I'll play the role of corey And sit back and watch you do your thing there shawty Cause you know you cannot start me 12 beers deep and I'm the life of the party Letras de cancionesBring a chick back and you know we gettin naughty Bite her so hard she be like "ouch charlie! " Cause you know we gets busy Head spinnin like taz so you know we get dizzy Datpiff top 8 with banks, luda, and drizzy Sick as the swine flu, I been fuckin miss piggy Really it's silly that you know this dude's nice Mommy's comin over and she's spendin a few nights Lyrics like an emo kid's pants man too tight Throwin mad punches just like pudding in a food fight Ha, so I'm a hit 'em with low bars Cause I'm always needin me some M to the O-R E motha fucker and you know that I go hard I'm at the top of my game, I'll send you a post card, bitch! From Letras Mania