Album Cover Worship The "d"

Worship The "d"

Saafir The Saucee Nomad

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Now I'm takin' my shroud and I'm

puttin'

It on my head not even a semi fraud

More like a demigod in bed post

I be hostin' a buck fifty is the rate

So the shower comes late. They call

Me get 'em sick 'cause I be fillin'

'Em wit dick. So I get a dance and a

Candle 'cause I got handles. When I

Drop a load in the cock block this if

You can. They try 'cause they see

that

I'm the mutha fuckin' man.

Demanding

The dick, commanding the bitch to do

my bidding, I'm not kidding when it

comes

To rockin' the cradles cat. I don't jock

Brats. Let's use the synonym of gats

They play with 22's, I'm like an h-k

Double M caliber, when I'm in the

trim

Stabbin' the guts like a butcher. Put

Ya in a trance. Watch me hump you.

I got muscles in my ass so I hump

fast

At last the eyes meet mine, within her

Abyss I see concepts for the rhyme.

Dimes

Will be dropped definitely when I see

You, about how you served the

hobos the

Butt like EU, leave you to me in two

Or three weeks I'll have you whole

wells

Fargo cargo. I know fools who be

sellin'

It, that's why niggas like me is damn

near

Celibate. So the next time she puts

in an

Order, even if it's a lick, tell her to bob

Twice and worship the dick

I got a rep, ah, like salt 'n' pepa

'cause

I'll push definitely my nuts will please

Like the aborigines, I'm from the

bush

From the land down under the

asshole.

I mash ho's into potatoes. I