キー: E minor
Verse 1
C#m
Verse 2
I
C#m
D#m
G#m
You say you got a man at home
But he don't dig deep in ya guts
And he ain't freaky enough, But me
D#m
C#m
I eat um up, beat um up then switch sides
We smokin' on a sac
You like it from the front
But you love it from the back
B
C#m
I eat um up, beat um up, then switch sides
I eat um up, beat um up, then switch sides
Verse 3
Up against the lips above my chin
below a mistletoe
And let ya saddle up on me
and sit you on top
And lick you low like
a midgets blow pop
G#m
B
G#m
You got mo as s than a
cattle of donkeys
ya diggin' into ya twat
You so bad Ill raw ya, yep wit no rubber
I'm the best, I won't hurt ya
I'll eat it up and have ya moanin'
Like you in a Herb
Baby girl I'm the better man
C#m
G#m
must be a vegetarian
Cause as long as I got this
face and lips
C#m
G#m
You always got a place to sit
C#m
G#m
C#m
So let me treat you like a postage stamp
Verse 4
But he don't dig deep in ya guts
And he ain't freaky enough, But me
D#m
G#m
I eat um up, beat um up then switch sides
I pour a little drank
We smokin' on a sac
You like it from the front
I eat um up, beat um up, then switch sides
Verse 5
walkin' like she cripple
G#m
C#m
Nine inches plus its thick
Like a rainbow, for us the game go,
keep it quiet
Unless you wanna suffer
I don't know what you been told
Yeah I kiss the clit but
don't suck no toes
leave ya shoes on
You wrong if you expectin' me
to be trickin' I can't
I'm a be gone just as soon as
I wash my dick in the sink
And I ain't tryin' to
be beefin' wit him
Fussin' because he discovered
Verse 6
a man at home
But he don't dig deep in ya guts
And he ain't freaky enough, But me
D#m
G#m
I eat um up, beat um up then switch sides
I pour a little drank
We smokin' on a sac
You like it from the front
Verse 7
husband ain't lovin' you right
If he don't beat it, I'm a beat
F#
D#m
it, Beat it like he should
G#m
B
G#m
We been smokin' and drinkin'
B
C#m
What's on yo mind, Whatcha thinkin'
Verse 8
wit a sore rear in the mornin'
Callin' me talkin' bout Smoke
down and work
And how yo roommate be complainin'
about her hearing us moanin'
tears when we bonin'
its like you cheerin' me on
I.. Eat um up, beat um up,
then switch sides
shiver like its cold
hot and heated sweat for me
Rub ya clit get it wet for me
And when it (poot, poot, poot)
from the rida- coochie
C#m
G#m
Its a fact I was strapped,
C#m
G#m
B
I ain't lyin'
Verse 9
But he don't dig deep in ya guts
And he ain't freaky enough, But me
D#m
G#m
I eat um up, beat um up then switch sides
I pour a little drank
We smokin' on a sac
You like it from the front
C#m
B
But you love it from the back
Verse 10
husband ain't lovin' you right
C#m
F#
Call me, I'm a give you the wood
B
G#m
We been smokin' and drinkin'
B
C#m
What's on yo mind, Whatcha thinkin'
Verse 11
But he don't dig deep in ya guts
And he ain't freaky enough, But me
C#m
G#m
I eat um up, beat um up then switch sides
We smokin' on a sac
You like it from the front
I eat um up, beat um up,
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