976-Bun B

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    [Bun B]
    Yeah, 976-Bun B
    That new shit for ninety-two
    All you niggaz peep this one
    Check it out

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    Aiyyo, trill was the last one nigga, this time you better pull a gat
    Cause the dick's hangin low, and it's still fat
    But ain't shit whack so you better pull a quick guard
    This shit is live enough to make your MOMMA'S dick hard
    (C'mon!) Pick up ya phone and dial the 7 numbers that makes ya trip
    for live shit comin from Bun B's lips
    And I'm givin hoes the sensation of a big-ass nut
    gushin out, be in tele-cum-munications
    Nine-seven-six, two-eight-six-two
    Courtesy of Bun B, straight to motherfuckin you
    Yo, the nigga was trill, same shit, new place
    [?] [?], then bust in your face
    Yeah niggaz be trippin yo, but still in the meanwhile
    Your girl keeps callin me on motherfuckin redial
    Now you're swoll cause your bitch runs your bill up
    You catch me at the mo-tee, Bun big bone a fill' up
    She might be shit to you, cause dude give her pay G
    But pussy get played out, and pussy comes daily
    As long as your game be strong ain't no thang
    My phone always rang cause of the dope shit I sang
    Keepin hoes on my dick yo, and ain't no lettin go
    The net keeps flyin out, the pussy stays wet so
    I turn on my VCR then I put a flick in
    The hoe starts lickin that dick and pretty soon
    I'm stickin that ass, like a fool in the bed
    All I can see, is the top and back of your head
    It ain't about conversation or make that hit
    On a first name basis hoe that ain't bout shit!
    Look trick, tell me how many rubbers to pack
    I hit the room from the front, the ass from the back
    And yo it ain't about the phone call, this about the nut'n
    So let me bust a fat load on your bellybutton
    See, quiet storm done put a notch on your belt
    And when it's over, I don't wanna hear how it felt
    I'm just pullin off my rubber, takin a bath
    Gettin dressed to reminisce of how I cut ya in half
    It's all in the day of an Underground fool
    So dial the digits and I'm divin in that ass like a pool
    But when I get wet BITCH, I won't be drownin
    I clown on hoes to leave their pussyhole frownin
    Or if you bitches wanna hear some more of this
    Lock your bedroom door trick, pick up your cordless
    You can suck a mean dick, lick a good ball
    And if I keep on fuckin, you'll keep on callin
    And I'll be playin you, when you think you'll be playin me
    It's just pussy games with some help from AT&T
    So if you need a dick to be real friendly
    Dial nine-seven-six, B-U-N-B, bitch!

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    Composición: Bun B, Shitoro Henderson y Bernie Bismark

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