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Lil’ Somethin’ Somethin’

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Um, mr. jackson, what are you talking about? well, I’ve heard about
Those parties, they’re immoral. mr.
Jackson i
Thought you were a respectable gentleman...
Now, don’t give me that respectable gentleman bullshit you little
Bitch.
Mr. jackson!
Now stop playing dumb you ditsy cunt!

(chorus):
Hey, baby I heard you like to freak. (well, I guess so.)
Then come out to play with me. (heheh.)
Baby I heard you like to freak. (well, I guess so.)
Then come out to play with me.
(end chorus)

Hey what’s up I’m new in town. I work for the circus,
Shaggy the clown. anyway, yo girl I’ve seen you around.
I guess I’m tryin’ say that I wanna be down, hey!
We had ice cream, sat in the park.
I walked her all the way home when it got dark.
She took me inside and when the door shut,
Next thing you know, I had my nuts in her butt, uh.
I wanna bitch that’s down to fuck right away.
And even does my homies if it’s ok.
A little bitch that’s down with a quicky, I love checky checky.
I ain’t being picky though. so you might be a little bit fat.
You might even stink a bit, I don’t mind that.
Even if you don’t fuck on the first date.
Just put my nuts in your mouth and I’ll stray.
I need a girl that just don’t give a fuck.
So I’m caught stroking her mom. I mean, so what?
A little a skins here and there ain’t nothin’.
I just need a bitch who’s down with a lil’ somethin’ somethin’.

(chorus)

My name’s violent j, so I can’t fuck around.
Who’s the dirtiest bitch in the whole town?
There she go, she workin’ at dairy queen.
Bitch couldn’t be a day over fifteen.
So I threw her in the butt like that.
I hit it so quick, I made her butt cheeks clap. haha
Why wait around ’til she gets married.
Cause I’m ready as long as her neden’s hairy.
Tootsie, tootsie, pumpkin pie. oops, looks like you nut in your eye.
My fault I didn’t notice you were still there.
Now go in and wash that shit out your hair, bitch.
I want a girl not afraid to bone,
Even if her mommas and pops is still home.
And if her daddy suddenly walks in,
He just might see my nuts on his daughter’s chin.
Everybody in the hood says that your easy.
You look a little cracked out, a little sleezy.
Your a basic, baby, it ain’t shit. I’m still down if you down,
For a lil’ somethin’ somethin’. somethin’ somethin’

(chorus)

Bitch let me hit, I won’t be long as soon as I nut I’m gone. (guess ya
Don’t know.)
Bitch let me hit, I won’t be long as soon as I nut I’m gone. (but ya dawg
Did.)
Bitch let me hit, I won’t be long as soon as I nut I’m gone. (it’s the
Southwest.)
Bitch let me hit, I won’t be long as soon as I nut I’m gone.

Oh-hey, watch out! my legs- my legs don’t bend back so far!

(chorus)

Mr. jackson, it’s been... so long since I’ve been fucked! uh-uh!
Hey,
Mr. jackson, it’s been... so long since I’ve been fucked! uh-uh!
Hey,
Mr. jackson, it’s been...so long since I’ve been fucked! uh-uh!
Hey,
Mr. jackson, it’s been... so long since I’ve been fucked! uh-uh!
Hey.
~record scratching~
Last one undressed has to kiss everybody’s ass

(aaaaaah!)
Welcome sons of fuckin’ bitches to the wicked carney theater! tonight’s
Feature presentation is so fuckin’ scary, it’ll take the wrinkles out of your nut
Sack and fade your butt hair. so get ready mutha fuckers for tonight’s main atraction! i
Give to you:
Ol’ evil eye! ah ha ha ha!
~clapping~
Alright shut the fuck up!

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