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Тексты (слова) песенСписок исполнителей в алфавитном порядкеА  Б В Г Д Е Ё Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Э Ю Я  A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P R S T U V W X Y Z  Текст (слова) песни: Trice, Obie - Got Some Teeth[Obie Trice - talking] WOO! Damn .. Theres a lot of bitches up in here tonight boy Im about to get drunk Lets hold down, sleep Where the bar at? [*crashing noise*] [Verse 1] Okay, okie dokey Obies here No more focus, hobos got a career And I like your brassiere and theres a party in here And Im ready to talk naughty in Veronicas ear She erotic and its hot, saw Heineken beer Put her to the side and invite here to "Cheers" Pull up a chair, nigga swear no drama prepare for a player your workin with a MONSTER [*yelling*] I aint got time to waste, lets vacate the place Shut blinds and drapes, grind to your face in a grimy state Concentrate, you will find that your bound to get But we found whats fate We can watch two incredible mates masterbate Why settle and wait Lets Escalade to the nearest Super 8 To your rear is on the mirrors and they smearin booty cheeks Cmon [Chorus - 2X] And this is my favorite song Now sing along when the DJ throws it on And if I leave here tonight and I fall asleep And wake up, [*sound of water dropping*], hopefully she got some teeth [Verse 2] Okay holy moly derriere Look around the club booty everywhere She caught me starin And my homies darin me to approach Karen Shes model material, but she got a venereal Tons of baby fathers, baby bottles and cereal She holla cause I got a lot of denerio The DJs playin Obie song on the stereo And shes impaired and she wants to be headin home With the real thing not the dildo clone And I know I dont wanna be headin home With some double Ds full of silicone Ten hoodrat chicks surround me outside Found me outside, clown me outside Til I popped da trunk and they found me outside Cussin at the bitches screamin "off to they rides!" [Chorus] [Verse 3] Okay rolie polies everywhere [*horse naying noise*] Gotta find a slim chicks atmosphere Obesitys glarin and she got me fearin Shes gonna come over here and try to eat me literal [*crunching noise*] -ly, like a box of Cheerios Carrot cupcakes and chocolate Tootsie rolls Im outta order cause I gotta big girl disorder So better cover up that blubber or Ill split [*feet running away noise*] And I aint got time to play Lets investigate another place today Ladies less in weight and the dress they shape Dresses pettite, no window drapes [Obie Trice - talking] Word to mother, they god damn okra and beans Got ya Oprah in jeans Seems to me a little lean cuisine Wouldnt hurt much, hot dont touch [Chorus] [Outro - Obie Trice - talking] Haha, haha, ha You gotta have teeth baby It just wouldnt look right Look, me big lips .. You no teeth, it wouldnt work You know what Im sayin Haha ha, yeah Im feelin good Shady Records man Obie Trice Cmon |
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