Furious Styles - Great D Dick LEbeau lyrics

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Furious Styles - Great D Dick LEbeau lyrics

[Hook] Miss Lady said, Furious I love your stroke You got that great D, Dick Lebeau, Dick Lebeau, Dick Lebeau She said you got that great D, Dick Lebeau [Verse 1: Furious Styles] The way I'm giving it to her, no comparison All I do is hit her hard, James Harrison Give you some TLC up in your watefall Miss Lady, I heard you had that rainforest Right out the shower, eat that a** like some porridge She love the way I break it off I'm on that potion, dick never soft You're f**ing with a winner so you never lost When I say I'd love you if you could s** dick and jiggle balls I'm all up in your ? Big dick, all up in your walls I spin move in that p**y, Mendenhall Go deep: Bradshaw to Lynn Swann I give it to her until my ham hurt She smuggle the D, Jack Lambert 4th and goal, I'm going to ram her [Hook] Miss Lady said, I love your stroke You got that great D, Dick Lebeau, Dick Lebeau, Dick Lebeau She said you got that great D, Dick Lebeau Never been f**ed so good, want to let you know You got that great D, Dick Lebeau, Dick Lebeau, Dick Lebeau She said I got that great D, Dick Lebeau [Verse 2: Prezident Miller] I give her 4 quarters, sometimes overtime I got the greatest D, she be holding me like the O-Line Ya I'm ? ?, she wish she running out She gets sacked, grab my D shove it down She love when I stroke her want me to marry her Love when I go up the middle: James Farrior And then I hit it hard, to provide the spark Every play, go for the k**, Ryan Clark The field is wet, I mean she's crazy damn The big man gets it easy, Casey Hampton She hit me with that head shot, she loves to throw her buns up Even though I'm on the stretcher, she gets the thumbs up Home field advantage, everything in my favor I don't drop the ball ever, sorry Ike Taylor I don't know how else to put it, but I know it's mean I'm the best, my D got the most rings [Hook] Miss Lady said, I love your stroke You got that great D, Dick Lebeau, Dick Lebeau, Dick Lebeau She said you got that great D, Dick Lebeau Never been f**ed so good, want to let you know You got that great D, Dick Lebeau, Dick Lebeau, Dick Lebeau She said I got that great D, Dick Lebeau [Verse 3: D to the Og] She say I got that great D, Dick Lebeau She wants to nibble on it, like a chicken bone Came in bow legged, left pigeon toed She tug on my rod: fishing pole Isn't though, so gifted She threw the p**y up, I picked it I took her to my house, hold up that's a pick-six She's never played Madden, but she's got that hit stick She love my 3-4, that means she come in 3 or 4, times That means she wants to see me more, which she going to feed you more, lies Real talk, all truth, she thought something was wrong with her but it's all you No more dog, after tomorrow call Duke The greatest of all time, Polamalu [Hook] Miss Lady said, I love your stroke You got that great D, Dick Lebeau, Dick Lebeau, Dick Lebeau She said you got that great D, Dick Lebeau Never been f**ed so good, want to let you know You got that great D, Dick Lebeau, Dick Lebeau, Dick Lebeau She said I got that great D, Dick Lebeau