Da Hol 9 - 12 Rounds lyrics

[Hook: Kaos] (x2) Oh yes mami, come over here and Lay your head on daddy chest mami And plus ill put them hickies down on Yo necks mami, we could be goin 12 rounds without no rest mamiiii [Verse 1: Kemo] Say baby girl, its a shady world And I'm a gorilla up out that STL, they say we thurl I know my hands small, that don't mean nuttin Wait till you peep what's behind my drawers You ain't seen nuttin, comin out them jeans bustin Comin out them scenes flushin, so many rubbers Down my toilet clogged and the neighbors seen sumthin These nights I dream of em, these nights I'm mean thrustin In and out, from the front to the back to the side Let me ride that mean muffin, now girl you know its on I'm bout to make you moan, ooh you lookin so tasty in them thongs You know you wrong, and baby when we bone We gon play this song, not Mary J. Blige, not no Joe, not Darnell Jones Let me on clear my fonk, baby Kemo be grown, Ima go so Alone you gon be like "what type of d** you on?" Lemme skip the foreplay, down on our fours legged Down like you ol mami and you a rug off in her hallway [Hook] - repeat 2X [Verse 2: Kaos] Hmm so you feelin frisky hmm? comin out them Vicki's Girl to lick me plus you tipsy hmm Why don't you and yo partnas go and get busy (yes'ir yes'ir) In the back of that Navi, girl what-every No clothes, but 3 hoes, Depris and Jackie Plus we bout to pick up so mo, but we gotta hit the liquor sto' First mo, make a drive across that bridge cuz And hit that scene-o, meet wit 5, dime look for my derty Kemo It's about to be a freak show, that's what be crackin and it happens Every end of the week hoes, end up babbin and flabbin Bouncin to the Beat down the block, bout to hit up Castle Lot That's the spot, these freaks is geekin, kissin each other in the mouth Ya we like em hot, when it comes to a nah'jae baby You know where I be (hmm) Layin in the bed with her good friend Lettin yo best friend ma**age me [Hook] - repeat 2X