Deep Throats lyrics

by

DJ live wire


[Intro]
What's happenin'?

[Verse 1: Lay Low]
Bow down b*tch
The [wind?] jigglin' down yo throat, ho
Now you [f*ck?] the gigolo
[Pipe?] another funky ho
Open yo mouth and let my di*k go in
Swallow
Don't bite it, 'cause a pimp n*gga have to write a rhyme
How 'bout you chew and hold
Deep throat b*tches
I just gon' miss a [t...?] but yo mouth is stiffin'
Oh, by the way I forgot to mention
That if you nasty b*tches wanna suck nine inches
Pay the cash or then I blast with the quickness
'Cause I get it to make a choice to drop you or pop [?] trick
Screw and put that sh*t aside
Love and put that sh*t aside
Take a bite [?] [and high?]
When I put my di*k inside

[Verse 2: Underground Sam]
It's the D-I-C-K
Underground don't play
Let me stick my di*k in your mouth
And shoot a 9 and blow yo brains out, ho
Suck, suck, 'cause I don't give a f*ck
Suck a n*gga di*k if you can deal with thе pounds ho
Twelve inches, droppin' in yo f*ckin' mouth so
I'm rеloadin' my di*k and aimin' at yo f*ckin' mouth
If I put it up and put it down in yo mouth, sl*t
And if you got the two, my n*ggas all around would know
That you's a deep throat ho
Deep throat ho
She's a deep throat ho
[Verse 3: Lay Low]
I'ma pimp hoes fallin' for this pimpin' rap game
Slowly hit the tempo, just enough to keep these b*tches tame
Makin' fame off a n*gga di*k, b*tches suckin' di*k
Make it quick, off my di*k, yeah, I took a foreign chick
Bankroll, other ho just a victim that I chose
Have you suckin' 'til it's swole, I be bonin' other hoes
n*ggas wanna learn the game, but keep talkin' sh*t
I'll be forced to trash 'em, may the best man win this
Lunatic, rapin' b*tches, not sayin' I can't get it
Get it if a ho [?]
I be servin' b*tches 'cause I'ma
Mack attack, and I'm pushin' with the quickness
Trust no b*tch, I'm lookin' for love and I don't want a find me a deep throat ho

[Verse 4: Underground Sam]
b*tch, b*tch, b*tch
Suck a n*gga mean di*k
You say you got a man
You say you got a man, ho
So what?
But you can be my cash flow
On the f*ckin' street, droppin' yo ass like a b*tch
Bringin' the money to me
You makin' an underground rich
You get smacked if you get outta line, trick
And let you know
The Sam is on this f*ckin' track
Money, money, money
The money, money, money come first
And when it all boil down you a deep throat
Ho
[Outro: Lay Low]
Goin' up to all yall chewin' ass b*tches
Know what I'm sayin'
This motherf*ckin' Lay Low in the house
Droppin' this hard acapella
Mellow sh*t for y'all motherf*ckers
DJ Livewire in this motherf*cker
Underground Sam in this sh*t
Yeah
Damn, that sh*t was dope
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