212 - Wouter Hamel
Hey I can be the answer
I'm ready to dance when the vamp up
And when I hit that dip get your camera
You can see I been
That b**ch since the pamper
And that I am that young sis the beacon
The b**ch who wants to compete and
I can freak a fit that pump
With the peep and
You know what your b**ch
Become when her weave in
I just wanna sip that punch
With your peeps and
Sit in that lunch if you're treatin'
Kick it with the b**ch who comes from parisian
She know where I get mine from and the season
Wanna lick my plum in the evenin'
And fit that tongue tongue and deep in
I guess that cunt gettin' eaten
A yo A yo
I heard you ridin'
With the same tall tall tale
Tellin' them you made some made some
Sayin' you runnin'
But you ain't goin' no where
I was in the 212
On the uptown A
Ni**a you know what's up
Or don't you
Word to who made ya
I'm a rude b**ch
What are you made up of
I'm a eat your food up boo
I could bust your 8
I'm a do one too
F**k you gone do
Want you to make bucks
I'm a look right
Bet you do want to f**k
F**k them like you do want to cum
Your gay to get discovered in my 2 1 deuce
Cock a lickin' in the water by the blue bayou
Caught the warm go
In your do rag to son
Ni**a you're a kool aid dude
Plus your b**ch might lick it
Wonder who let you come to 1 2
With your do do crew son
F**k are you into huh
A yo A yo
I heard you ridin'
With the same tall tall tale
Tellin' them you made some made some
Sayin' you runnin'
But you ain't goin' no where
Why you procrastinate girl
You got a lot but you
Just waste all yourself
They'll forget your name soon
And won't nobody be to blame
But yourself
F**k are you into huh
To and to
Guess that cunt gettin' eaten
To and to
F**k are you into huh
To and to
To and to
I guess that cunt gettin' eaten
