AWA

Tonto

Track bySlick Rick

52
0
  • 1991.07.08
  • 3:17
AWAで聴く

歌詞

One day fishin' heard Indian drums Saw a brother, listen too, wife kissin' too Then on another mission to The city with the sistas, though was a far distance There's Lone Ranger out of area that needed my assistance To deliver cash, last man got robbed, pimped He never returned, I said "ok" and put the money in the Fendi Then bumped into this girl Looked like that that girl on "Mork & Mindy" and "How" I said to the white trim, jockin' me the Indian Comin' in all this heat, the kind for hopin' a chance for ropin' in "How'd you like to put your Indian teenie in my openin'?" Said that would be because the nigga wasn't new to this True to this, double barrel slide out the uterus Calm, started singin' sad popular songs Took the money and the hon', screamin' at the top of her lungs Now on a hunt, "You carry leaf? " I was about to smoke a blunt No, not without frontal, screw girl pronto, mean Tonto Was extremely pissed, still picturin' screwin' this (woo, woo, woo, woo, woo) I don't know why the fuck I'm doin' this Nuisance, brother's/horse tracks, "whose to choose?" Saddle loose, both thirsty cuttin' a cactus for the juice and All of a sudden, these women like model ho's in Paris Ganged to rape me the Indian, I was so embarrassed Don't pull a kid a minute, to give in within a minute 'Til I seen a shack yonder, or a couple livin' in it Shook my hand, friendly manner, though she pack her up and ran her Couldn't stand her, fondle her feathers like she wanted some banana Led me to the back of the house, the hands that started track Used it as my marks and then I nearly had a heart attack Brush it off, deal with the floss, way past disgusted Said "what's the matter granny? Is your blind ass dusted" Back in the hunt, now what do you want, poor granny offered me a blunt No not without frontal, screw girl pronto, mean Tonto, grandma Found they're small timers after all, wasn't her intent to brawl Pulled out my 45, "How y'all" up against the wall Where's the hooker and the money, here she came, sweatin' mine Then the bitch is pointin' a pistol at my fine behind Now she a smart ass, should of figured when getting' off the hottie So the horse busted in, startin lettin' off the shottie Killed the men, slapped the girl, cause he figured I'm stuck trapped in "Come on Rick, a horse cappin'? " Yeah, that's what the fuck happened Grieve the folks, bleedin', sides red, I'm pleased and Indeed, now I'll let the Apache kill the bitch, no I need her Playin' the role, better yet, "well is your pole up?" Signals from the wife sayin' "what the hell is the holdup?" Although he scares the honey, hit the switch dares to run it Caught and scalp the daffy hooker, said "bitch where's the money?" Gave it up hunt done, she wants a blunt and so it's frontal That's not what I want, so drop drawers pronto mean Tonto Now turn around That's not it Shut up bitch, I know what I'm doin' But that's my... oh! Oh that's it Stop, you're hurting me Bitch I could have killed... Oh shit feels so good Open your mouth Put it in your mouth Play with my balls too Know what I'm sayin' wake it up Slick

このページをシェア

Slick Rickの人気曲

Slick Rick
の他の曲も聴いてみよう
AWAで他の曲を聴く
はじめての方限定
1か月無料トライアル実施中!
登録なしですぐに聴ける
アプリでもっと快適に音楽を楽しもう
ダウンロード
フル再生
時間制限なし