Godfather of Chicago Music 4

Hey Lil momma
How much would you through me for some good dck
Out there with them fancy muhfuckas
Know you hood sick
You Mrs. Block
I'm Mr. Block
You know the wood thick
I see so many portions of you
A nigga would lick
Take my name and look me up
And let me know
If we could click
Trying to staying away from
All these snitches that I should blick
So Lil mama
how much would you throw me for some good dck
I got that loud pack
You can't be quiet
Strut with my tongue out
Just do it don't try it
Ya friends wanna fuck too
They can't deny it
If I show up
I smash shit
I'm such a riot
Get back on this meat girl
And off of that diet
You ain't gotta tell your man
But you do got to buy it

Hey Lil momma
How much would you through me for some good dck
Out there with them fancy muhfuckas
Know you hood sick
You Mrs. Block
I'm Mr. Block
You know the wood thick
I see so many portions of you
A nigga would lick

Aye ya tu sabe lo que es
Ain't about the drama shawty
Fuck all dat stress, Ugh
hand up ya dress let me whole something
I Know ya like it slow now we both bussing
And Back to the block hope ya understand
Nation bizz gotta be on it they killin kids
Either way we cuttin it's simple I pimp you
I do what pimps do n do it wit fitness tho
Baby ballers u fukin wit no contest yo
Respeto to all my gente in the ghetto
Fin ball rollin ya know dis ahuevo
Keep it bizzy cuz bitches luv it and brothas too
Keep lit fa ma city is what these crazy muthafukas do
Ha ha, Arab

Hey Lil momma
How much would you through me for some good dck
Out there with them fancy muhfuckas
Know you hood sick
You Mrs. Block
I'm Mr. Block
You know the wood thick
I see so many portions of you
A nigga would lick

You looking for the multiple orgasm
I'm the one to give it to you
ColdHard gon show you what's up
With this old karma sutra
Open up & let me look & see how to do ya
Ah, Ah, Ah
Juice ya
Never thought and I never knew ya
Cut off the hair off ya pa poosa
Said she Jamaican and borriqua
It's some got shit
Under the foopa
It's so prettt
I just might lick her
I get serious
When I dick her
She so freaky
Off of the liquor
We be fucking and snapping pictures
I be happy to get my dick sucked
Six nine upside down
I'm back up in the guts
Extra rounds to fuck
I mad handle you
And you can hear her scream
Poppy choo
Poppy choo

Hey Lil momma
How much would you through me for some good dck
Out there with them fancy muhfuckas
Know you hood sick
You Mrs. Block
I'm Mr. Block
You know the wood thick
I see so many portions of you
A nigga would lick



Credits
Writer(s): Dion Smith
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