1-800-IM-Horny Songtext
von Kamaiyah
1-800-IM-Horny Songtext
Yeah, like that
Yeah, twerk it from the front
Nah, nah, not that booty shake shit
I′m sick of these hoes running 'round here shakin′ all that ass
Man, bitch shakin' her ass at the party
Then you get the bitch home and fuck her and the bitch can't fuck
Damn, bitch, you dance like you could fuck
What the fuck happened? (Bitch)
Can I get a bitch that know how to fuck?
Do any of you bitches know how to fuck? (Bitch)
Oh, you gon′ fuck me like that?
Keep fucking me good, I′ll keep fuckin' right back
To keep this shit a hunnid like stacks
I heard you had some good dick, didn′t know you swung it like that
That's facts, I like the way that you thug it
Hands on my hips, lick your lips while we fuckin′
Push it real good, push it good, keep pumpin'
Even if we are something, don′t tell a bitch nothin'
No, I don't like these hoes in my business
They can′t speak on it if it never gets mentioned
I swear, God is my witness
I never get sprung off my niggas that give dick
I hit them, yes, I hit them
No cap, nigga, I fuck them senseless
All night long I fuck them endless
If you fuckin′ me, don't fuck my bitches
Fuck me slowly
Come gimme that shit like you owe me, ayy
But don′t fuck my homies
I'm cuffing that shit, you mine only, ayy
Whenever you want me
Call 1-800-I′m horny, ayy
Whenever you lonely
Call 1-800-I'm horny, ayy
1-800-I′m horny, that's right
1-800-I'm horny, let′s vibe
Call those digits, I′ll be sure to arrive
All these bitches say they freaks but they ain't fuckin′ like I
I keep a freak bitch on her knees bent
Givin' me head, nigga, give her deep dick
Out in public, we don′t do no speakin'
But up in private, we be on some freak shit
I keep a nigga that′s strokin', giving me that dope dick
I'm a dope bitch, coming straight up outta Oakland
Only liked a nigga that′s a certified dope man
Finger on the trigger, bangin′ on some West Coast shit
M-O-B, spend money on bitches
Ain't trickin′ if you got it, baby, it ain't gold diggin′
Keep me a bitch that's always gon′ listen
'Cause I blow a bag and she don't fuck with broke niggas
Fuck me slowly
Come gimme that shit like you owe me, ayy
But don′t fuck my homies
I′m cuffing that shit, you mine only, ayy
Whenever you want me
Call 1-800-I'm horny, ayy
Whenever you lonely
Call 1-800-I′m horny
I'm right here, bitch, I′m bringin' it, bring it
What the fuck you got?
You was on the dance floor, one leg in the air, bitch, tearin′ shit up
Put a dick in you, the bitch stiff as fuck
I need a bitch that know how to twerk from the front, mayne
Twerk that pussy, bitch
Like that, hell yeah, like that
Can't come at a nigga like me with that weak shit (Bitch)
Yeah, twerk it from the front
Nah, nah, not that booty shake shit
I′m sick of these hoes running 'round here shakin′ all that ass
Man, bitch shakin' her ass at the party
Then you get the bitch home and fuck her and the bitch can't fuck
Damn, bitch, you dance like you could fuck
What the fuck happened? (Bitch)
Can I get a bitch that know how to fuck?
Do any of you bitches know how to fuck? (Bitch)
Oh, you gon′ fuck me like that?
Keep fucking me good, I′ll keep fuckin' right back
To keep this shit a hunnid like stacks
I heard you had some good dick, didn′t know you swung it like that
That's facts, I like the way that you thug it
Hands on my hips, lick your lips while we fuckin′
Push it real good, push it good, keep pumpin'
Even if we are something, don′t tell a bitch nothin'
No, I don't like these hoes in my business
They can′t speak on it if it never gets mentioned
I swear, God is my witness
I never get sprung off my niggas that give dick
I hit them, yes, I hit them
No cap, nigga, I fuck them senseless
All night long I fuck them endless
If you fuckin′ me, don't fuck my bitches
Fuck me slowly
Come gimme that shit like you owe me, ayy
But don′t fuck my homies
I'm cuffing that shit, you mine only, ayy
Whenever you want me
Call 1-800-I′m horny, ayy
Whenever you lonely
Call 1-800-I'm horny, ayy
1-800-I′m horny, that's right
1-800-I'm horny, let′s vibe
Call those digits, I′ll be sure to arrive
All these bitches say they freaks but they ain't fuckin′ like I
I keep a freak bitch on her knees bent
Givin' me head, nigga, give her deep dick
Out in public, we don′t do no speakin'
But up in private, we be on some freak shit
I keep a nigga that′s strokin', giving me that dope dick
I'm a dope bitch, coming straight up outta Oakland
Only liked a nigga that′s a certified dope man
Finger on the trigger, bangin′ on some West Coast shit
M-O-B, spend money on bitches
Ain't trickin′ if you got it, baby, it ain't gold diggin′
Keep me a bitch that's always gon′ listen
'Cause I blow a bag and she don't fuck with broke niggas
Fuck me slowly
Come gimme that shit like you owe me, ayy
But don′t fuck my homies
I′m cuffing that shit, you mine only, ayy
Whenever you want me
Call 1-800-I'm horny, ayy
Whenever you lonely
Call 1-800-I′m horny
I'm right here, bitch, I′m bringin' it, bring it
What the fuck you got?
You was on the dance floor, one leg in the air, bitch, tearin′ shit up
Put a dick in you, the bitch stiff as fuck
I need a bitch that know how to twerk from the front, mayne
Twerk that pussy, bitch
Like that, hell yeah, like that
Can't come at a nigga like me with that weak shit (Bitch)
Writer(s): Jonathan Smith, Todd Anthony Shaw, Kamaiyah Jamesha Johnson, Robert W. Mcdowell, Samuel Ayana Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com