Correction Paroles Nature Boy par Jay Gudda

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[Jay Gudda]
Peep the vernacular, suck me like Dracula
Back of the Acura, no room to back it up
No room for acting up, I don't be acting tough
I just be hacking up shit
Heart black as my lungs, they be matching and shit
But hoe kiss me with tongue cuz it matters lil' bitch
Naw I ain't mad at you bitch, you're just average as f*ck
Now I'm mad that I hit, let me have my lil' fit
John Cena can't see me when I'm in the zone
Hot headed as f*ck, there's no climate control
Skiing her slope, she abominable
Wants me to play a more dominant role
Oh… shorty go home, I don't got time for this
You blew me off, but I blew your mind with this
I know what kindnеss is, you just be blind to it bitch
Dwayne couldn't hit this rock bottom
Jay Tatum, take a look what I taught ‘еm
Everything fall like autumn
I ain't gotta get ‘em, I got ‘em
I hit her with the stunner one time
Hit my number, then I went and did a number one time
I can get up under them thighs
Make ‘em clap like we done made thunder one time
O K C, she was wetter than Seattle one time
See, that was sunshine
But now it's me time, see, this is pre-prime
Little nuts and my granny like a little pecan
I'm a little freak mom
Little crazy, but you need to keep calm
Tom Brady, I want to throw deep bombs
Act an ass, and she say hee-haw

[Jay Gudda]
Peep how I paraphrase, suck me like Sara Jay
p*ssy from Paraguay, I don't get scared away
I just get carried away, beast like I'm Wanderlie
Andale, andale, you just a bantamweight
I could make Santa wait, I got no hand to shake
I'm on my phantom shit, still like my Fanta straight
Still on Montana shit, I think my plan is great
Make your bitch stand in place, ouu
Promise that she like that shit too
She f*ck me, then she write a haiku
When in red I'm feeling like I'm Ryu
Everything you do, I do times two
Don't try to take a shot at my crew
You'll need a bible and a four five too
Two-by-four to his head piece
Now I got a little head peace
Red piece bustin' on my bed sheets
And we used to be besties, then my ex left me
Now the skeeze bless me
I'm a sleaze, God bless me
Sometimes I think God might have messed me up
Then I think God never messin' up
Bitch tell me if I'm wrong, I'm a mess or what
Suck my dick when I'm gone, I ain't dressin' up
That p*ssy boy a fraud, straight fessin' up
We done came too far, I ain't lettin' up
Don't leave shit up in the car, they ain't gettin' us
I ain't gotta raise the car, I just set it up
Dog, call me when there's facts
I ain't chattin', I ain't tryna have it, I'm not hittin' you back
And I don't owe you jack… shit
I be f*cking on Jill, and she rolling on pills
Oh what a thrill, f*ck her then peel
Hop in the shower, I'm feeling like ew
Roll me a woody, I'm feeling brand new
Walked in on my neighbor all Winnie the Pooh
f*cked her to sleep, I ain't had shit to do
She said it was weak, in a week I'll be through
And again in a week I'll be through, true

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