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Disto Cake Songtext
von Shaka Ponk

Disto Cake Songtext

Just gimme one of those then
I wanna see the pretty colors through my nose when
I hit the dance floor in my crazy pose and
I feel the doses come in little roses

Behind you mind you they can still find you
Grind you up bind you up to blind you then line you up
Cuffing then up ′til your shit cracks up like a tea cup

Doncha ask that where ya left your balls at
When shit's wack, shit′s plat, shit's out ta date, shit's crap, y′ take a nap fuckin′ up
Your gat with your pants wet slappin' down stains where ya last sat

Just gimme one of those then
I wanna see the pretty colors through my nose when
I hit the dance floor in my crazy pose and
I feel the doses come in little roses

Just gimme one of those then
I wanna see the pretty colors through my nose when
I hit the dance floor in my crazy pose and
I feel the doses come in little roses


Breakin′ of the neck of the mec at the discotek with a bottle of becks, i reckon he be
Checkin' his pecks on the decks of my lexus in a wreck, you know that it effects us
(You′re next)
Where's my check, just a sec, bob′ll sex us,
What the heck? Yogurt grec to connect us.

You be knowin' he be flowin' to do u the way he does,
We be showin′ how we goin′, row in dough and be above
Make up your mind so whatcha buyin' this time? Is it cake on the line or disto a dime a
Dozen ′til you'r buzzin′ with the sexy lovin', with the chaude ass hummin′ on the
Oven and we both comin'

Just gimme one of those then
I wanna see the pretty colors through my nose when
I hit the dance floor in my crazy pose and
I feel the doses come in little roses

Just gimme one of those then
I wanna see the pretty colors through my nose when
I hit the dance floor in my crazy pose and
I feel the doses come in little roses

Free your mind, it's the time to taste my piece of distocake
Free your pie, it′s the time to test my peace and distocake


You be knowin′ he be flowin' to do u the way he does,
We be showin′ how we goin', row in dough and be above
Make up your mind so whatcha buyin′ this time? Is it cake on the line or disto a dime a
Dozen 'til you′re buzzin' with the sexy lovin', with the chaude ass hummin′ on the
Oven and we both comin′

Doncha ask that where ya left your balls at
When shit's wack, shit′s plat, shit's out ta date, shit′s crap, y' take a nap fuckin′ up
Your gat with your pants wet slappin' down stains where ya last sat

Just gimme one of those then
I wanna see the pretty colors through my nose when
I hit the dance floor in my crazy pose and
I feel the doses come in little roses

Just gimme one of those then
I wanna see the pretty colors through my nose when
I hit the dance floor in my crazy pose and
I feel the doses come in little roses

Free your mind, it's the time to taste my piece of distocake
Free your pie, it′s the time to test my peace and distocake

Free your mind, it′s the time to taste my piece of distocake
Free your pie, it's the time to test my peace and distocake

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