Bishop Lamont - All On My Dick lyrics

[Intro] [Bishop talking] Ahhh. Ha ha ha ha. Jeah, live and direct, somewhere over your motherf**in' heads. It's your boy Bishop Lamont, Taje, Indef. You know what time it is. J1 on the boards. I'm drinkin' again! You know what we about. (The Bizness) [Verse One] Deja Vu brah Before I met her, I already knew her s*utty dame, s**y thang, a peruah A gymnast, loved to be flipped Somersault with a twist Could have won the gold at the Olympics Sprinkle manure, I'm on that pimp sh** Never see my sweat My game like Clear Stick Yeah, I'm buff motherf**er but I ain't Melle Mel Love makin' songs for the b**hes, I guess I'm LL But no mic on the arm, just an 18 tatted on my python News flash, guess who L.A. got they eye on? Little n***as talk big sh** after you hop off my dick, hop back into your Scion What's the fuss about? Haters shut your mouth Deep down inside, admit it, you just wanna hang out Touch Dre's muscles, ride Aftermath's dick You f*ggots talk about me more than my ex-b**h [Chorus] Why you n***as all on me? Want me? Jealous fellas gossipin' like a b**h Maybe it's cause you're lonely And you want me No thank you, f*ggots stay off my dick Why you n***as all on me? You don't don't know me f** you n***as, y'all ain't sh** Momma always told me Don't be A playa hatin' punk a** b**h [Verse Two] [Taje] They say Taje is vicious Stay gone off blunt and swishers All it takes is one listen To make your misses my mistress I read the mayo on b**hes Y'all know I handle business Known to knock out any rapper/producer or DJ senseless Now bottoms up girl No not them bottles girl I love your face but that a** could be a model girl I'm greedy and grotesque Free Scorpio till d**h Never needed them j**els, my skin bright enough to shine it's damn self When they gonna catch up to me? When they gonna catch up to P? Been a millennium ahead before we ever hooked up with the D.R.E. That's why the money pilin' That's why we be on islands Y'all n***as talk away, I'm Andre 5000 We don't even need no toilets That's what them rappers fo' We sh** on them take they music, wipe and roll Then Mop & Glo The flow is cold, Antarctica, North Pole When I drop Timber, I'll let you know [Chorus] Why you n***as all on me? Want me? Jealous fellas gossipin' like a b**h Maybe it's cause you're lonely And you want me No thank you, f*ggots stay off my dick Why you n***as all on me? You don't don't know me f** you n***as, y'all ain't sh** Momma always told me Don't be A playa hatin' punk a** b**h [Verse Three] [Indef] You force yourself to rap And long to hold to the mic You n***as look like you carry Kotex and baby wipes So put my nuts down I'm sure they gettin' heavy A few songs and now I'm charged like an Eveready Cliché, DJ Swine And said I'm no good And overlook my view like the hills in Hollywood And n***as wish they was hard, maybe part of The Order Until your Rover gets filled with holes the size of quarters I'm no k**er just a Lost n***a for my Safety, I'll skin ya alive like a chinchilla I've been cold, you ain't nothin' I live through the winter I am what you ain't, I'm such a f**in' n***a Serious, I'm beyond the mix And quick to get pumped up and start some sh** Inch by inch I fill the room There's no more room on my dick so leave me alone [Chorus] Why you n***as all on me? Want me? Jealous fellas gossipin' like a b**h Maybe it's cause you're lonely And you want me No thank you, f*ggots stay off my dick Why you n***as all on me? You don't don't know me f** you n***as, y'all ain't sh** Momma always told me Don't be A playa hatin' punk a** b**h