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dice's pineapples - horseshoe g.a.n.g lyrics

[verse 1: julius luciano]
i’m feelin’ opposite of wrong off this bottle of patron
she knows that i’m a leader, she’s followin’ me home
she’s fondlin’ my schl-ng, her legs are kinda like these condoms
when i open em up, i’m tryin’ to get it on
now she’s modellin’ a thong, it’s rather fantastic
she’s ravashin’, i talk sl!ck as grease, we should travel to athens
i feel like i traveled backwards in the past and met a young angela b-sset
with a rack like a young pamela anderson, imagine gigantic
i wanna climb those mountains and dive in that river, i can handle the rapids
can you handle this rapper? aww man, i’m all man
put my mail in your box, can you handle this package?
put your hand on my package
i’m pro-climax, with me it’s never anticlimactic
we should wax in the back of your phantom
i’m not a fan of my mattress, i’m the kind to -n-lyze every aspect and facet
so i expect you to fasten your seat belt, have you c-mmin’ in that car fast as danica patrick
like chris brown, i’m stuck on stupid
wanna see you strip to the b-ss line, turn up the music

[verse 2: andrew ‘dice’ dinero]
girl i’m too fly, these other dudes ain’t left the nest
dice is tryin’ to wax you like removin’ hair from flesh
when you compare me to the rest, it ain’t really close
them other players need a coach, it really ain’t me to boast
but i’m the g-r-e-a-t-e-s-t
help you reach your destination, i got that gps d
after you arrive, give me brains til my d-ck is smart
then she says come again like she work at kwik-e-mart
b-tch so bad, it’s a sin, yo my mind is really gone
if f-ckin’ her is wrong, then god forgive me
fat -ss, slim waist, her body silly
the way she shake them t-ts, call em maraca t-tties
my b-tch ain’t going nowhere, i said it confidently
even if my pockets empty, we weather the storm
whether it’s warm, cold, or hot, she ridin’ with me
even in an earthquake, she still be rockin’ with me

[hook: julius luciano and (andrew ‘dice’ dinero)]
i know you wanna f-ck with a n-gga
i know you wanna f-ck with a n-gga, a n-gga like me
it’s no rush, it’s no ifs, no buts, no maybes, no might bes
(i know you wanna f-ck with dice, i f-ck chicks right
i know you wanna f-ck with dice, come suck this pipe)
i know you wanna f-ck with a n-gga
i know you wanna f-ck with a n-gga, a n-gga like me
it’s no rush, it’s no ifs, no buts, no maybes, no might bes

- horseshoe g a n g lyrics

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