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know pain, know gain - mr. muthafuckin exquire lyrics

[intro]
aight n-gg-, here’s what’s going to happen
i’m going to sit on your face and squirt, and you’re going to drink that sh-t up like apple juice
yeah n-gg-, suck on my titties. suck on my titties
(giggles)
i’m the baddest b-tch!

[verse 1: phlegm]

ill
her father died, so she really like to call me daddy
i watched her cry, dropped her off just when she thought she had me
her mother called me just to ask me what the f-ck happened
why don’t you ask your daughter what her mouth did (she swallowed)
or when she finished doing me what happened to my kids (she swallowed)
down her throat, down the hoe, i was all in
she got a mouth that will make children out of men
squirming will she slurp me got me hoping that it never ends
she had a dude, i had a girl what’s the difference?
i really f-cked it up when i let her suck me down
i really f-cked it up when i finally laid her down
geeking off the turn up, i had to put her out
i don’t regret a thing, sometimes i still miss her mouth
in the car, on the couch, we were in her mothers house
i had to slap her twice cause she was getting too loud
suck my d-ck with a smile, nice and sloppy she was proud
i almost called her yesterday cause d-mn i was fiending
d-mn i was geeking off some shrooms and a bean
all i needed was some neck, and her sh-t was too mean
but i had to let her go

[break: mr. m-th-f-ckin’ exquire]

sh-t, i had to let it go
sh-t, i had to let it go
x4

[verse 2: mr. m-th-f-ckin’ exquire]

pretend to be heroic, it’s just one to grow with
but deep inside a n-gg- so sick (oh sh-t)
i can’t see you coming down my eyes
so i gotta make this song cry (b-tch you gone, bye)
click click click, click blam b-tch, scram b-tch
make me sick, then you go make me a sandwich
suck my d-ck, run your fingers through my dandruff
rub a n-gg- tummy make him feel like he the man b-tch

[break: mr. m-th-f-ckin’ exquire]
baby reach out for me, baby re-route the road
then she pull back her hair, dammit i lost control
x2

i need you b-tch
you eager b-tch
i’m on my knees b-tch
you blind b-tch
can’t you see b-tch
spilt my cups, then you act like you don’t see sh-t
back on forth, d-mn you got a n-gg- seasick
hate your guts, hope your -ss catch a disease b-tch
you s-xy b-tch
nasty b-tch
lick my -ss, but that’s just our little secret
i got cl-ss, so you know that imma keep it
that’s the past, so you know a n-gg- fiending
holla at a n-gg- when you’re dreaming

[hook]

know pain, no gain
x6

- mr muthafuckin exquire lyrics

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