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Bunk Rock Bitch

Kutt Calhoun

Hip-Hop/Rap

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Lyrics

The bunk rock The bunk rock Yeah Hey Hey I know you're ready for this greatness Hey Hey So baby, follow me and take this Prada blouse, Gucci bra Filth Mart jeans, girl, take that off こんにちは, bitches, come visit, I called it the apartment A 6 by 3 or whatever brings out your inner woman I rock your body, the twat is creamy and hot as sake Let me inside, and I'll let you ride on my Kawasaki Let get a bit of bump, bump-bump, bump, bump-bump action And I'ma hit you the bump, bump-bump, bump hump re-hump action I got your number, baby, you might wanna slumber Party over with a under cover brother who wonder To find out what the D like inside in between thighs Baby, won't you tell me what that be like? I got a fist full of hair and you ain't going nowhere Right I'm done kissin' your pear, right on as you wanna stare Cover your face up with the bed spread You lettin' the legs spread Damn, girl, you know you got the bed wet Now you callin' me humounga, strokin' you with the thunda I have to say I love the way you bunk rock You ain't never seen a bunk Panties off and just offer herself like this (bunk rock bitch) And you ain't never seen a broad Get her rocks off a rockstar nigga like this (so lil mama) Don't be afraid of the way you feel You know the team and the way we drill 'Cause after the party, it's after the party On the bus with a bunk rock bitch You feisty and finicky, have a bottle of Hennessy Tour bus can for sure bust And you full of that energy Ain't no doubtin' your southern routin' It's pure and replenishing Once you swallow now, follow me to the back lets come get in between The top and the bottom, fuck all in the middle for me Once I swallow a little pill, those other rappers symbolize the pompous, more sweet Kutty Cal, you're workin' with somethin', baby boy, don't be rough with me 'Cause you know I got a boyfriend established When we do it, he'll be known as C That's when she put on the Magnum with her mouth, without feelin' no teeth And then she hopped on the dragon, bringin' out the villian in me Got a little bit of somethin' for nothin' Put my name in the pussy for sheets Can't wait to get a bump full of lovin next time when i'm in her city And I got my mojo in tact, right, give women that act right My foreplay is the crack, but then my dick is the glass pipe My bunk is the hideout, nobody will find out When she leaves, she tweakin' lookin' all spooked 'Cause she hide out (on the bunk rock) You ain't never seen a bunk Panties off and just offer herself like this (bunk rock bitch) And you ain't never seen a broad Get her rocks off a rockstar nigga like this (so lil mama) Don't be afraid of the way you feel You know the team and the way we drill 'Cause after the party, it's after the party On the bus with a bunk rock bitch It goes, one little, two little, three little bunk rocks then Four little, five little, six little bunk rocks, then Seven little, eight little, nine little bunk rocks More than ten of them bitches share some stories with me I had fun with 'em, hung with 'em, plunged in their hot spots I tongue split 'em, done did 'em, flug them and dropped it Then got drunk with 'em, sung with 'em, sprung them if not Then I bet you none of them ever speak bad about me To all the ladies who will be your dishes, be on the lookout, we in your town 'Cause I'm lookin' for a team of butch for her skin and ain't scared to put it down You can be black and Chinese, or heavenly mix breed Whatever it's gonna be, we'll go 'Cause I want the Prada, Gucci, Gabbana Even what you wearing, your nadas gonna hit the floor To all the ladies across the globe who ain't been in the bunk We can do it in the bedroom or bathroom, Buick, or whatever you want An invitation to me sensation, I'll mail it to some But if you impatient, get tired of waitin' Catch mail in this bunk You ain't never seen a bunk Panties off and just offer herself like this (bunk rock bitch) And you ain't never seen a broad Get her rocks off a rockstar nigga like this (so lil mama) Don't be afraid of the way you feel You know the team and the way we drill 'Cause after the party, it's after the party On the bus with a bunk rock bitch Yeah Yeah Come on, I am the bunk rock king, so believe Yeah Yeah And oh, I need a bunk rock queen
Writer(s): Tramaine Micheal Winfrey Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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