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dice - holdontomy d كلمات أغنية

[verse 1]
when i was younger, i didn’t give a f_ck about
a b_tch, i bust nut, then i’m out
no mo’ f_ckin’ for this fun
now that i’m twenty_one
and my d_ck’s c_ck strong like a shotgun
ladies, you can always start learnin’!
but stay the f_ck away if you’re burnin’
’cause when i’m p_ssed, it better not p_ss
if it past ’cause i’ma let my m_th_f_cking gun bust!
i get the p_ssy, but i don’t force
’cause i got mo’ hoes than a golf course
i take a n_gga’s b_tch each and every day
throw on a gym hat and sport him like a playmate
(aw n_gga you just took him!) but when i’m through f_ckin’
there’ll be no mo’ walkin’
a heart can’t kiss ’em, then dismiss ’em
f_ck for a while when the bruise in the system
so here we go again
b_tches with the big b_tts leave your boyfriends
’cause they can’t handle
when i use my tongue, they get hot like a candle
you’ll never complain
you’re a fiend for the docks like crackheads fiend for cake
so if you want a n_gga who don’t cum quick
i advise y’all to hold on to my d_ck
[hook]
hold on to my d_ck!
hold on to my d_ck!
hold on to my d_ck!
hold on to my d_ck!
hold on to my d_ck!
hold on to my d_ck!
hold on to my motherf_ckin’ d_ck!

[verse 2]
hold on tightly
as you ridely
(oh dice, please come inside me!) the mac daddy took in a year
i don’t have a chest, they got a belly full of beer
huh, trust in my pelvis, miss
f_ck like a hound dog, but i ain’t elvis
then you wonder why b_tches smoke a crack, right?
depressed because the n_ggas ain’t f_ckin’ right
so homies take tips
handcuffed your b_tch, crack the whips
but please be delicate
because the p_ssy’s the subject, my d_ck is a predicate
i bring the joy, i guarantee it
so spread that ass so i can see it
and we can have fun ’til the break of dawn
just beat me when your n_gga’s gone
and clean the crumbs off the table
jack my d_ck until i nut in your navel
i love to experiment
invent the new way when i see that ass bit
imagine that p_ssy drip
or maybe me and you sicko
dom perignon but a forty_oh i pick
until then hold on to my d_ck
[hook]
hold on to my d_ck!
hold on to my d_ck!
hold on to my d_ck!
hold on to my d_ck!
hold on to my d_ck!
hold on to my d_ck!
hold on to my motherf_ckin’ d_ck!

[bridge]
you know dice, my man, he dunno how to f_ck me (uh_huh?)
but we laying in the bed and when he finished, (okey) he just get up and go
i need somebody who can laugh all night long, (aight!) so let you come through
okey, i’ll be over there b_tch! well, he leaving in ten minutes, so i’ll call you back when you come over
aight! ready to get this p_ssy, black guy

[verse 3]
for your info, i’m like an insult
knockin’ boots in the backseat of my temple
huh, they know it’s all good
told it by loud talk, f_ckin’ the woods
they callin’ me chi chi
it must be good, they keep on beatin’ me
a woman with dice is never week
aversion, huh, in a week she’s a freak
dice is a n_gga with much gang
and my homie twin is just the same
so you can try us both out
f_ck all night ’til you sweat your perm out
to the b_tches who like n_ggas with boxes out
i’ma pass y’all hoes to maestro
’cause i’ma just keep my bird chest
long as my d_ck is strong, my case i rest
[hook]
hold on to my d_ck!
hold on to my d_ck!
hold on to my d_ck!
hold on to my d_ck!
hold on to my d_ck!
hold on to my d_ck!
hold on to my motherf_ckin’ d_ck!

- dice

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