Kiss of a Black Widow 歌词
| 歌曲 | Kiss of a Black Widow |
| 歌手 | RZA |
| 专辑 | RZA as Bobby Digital in Stereo |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Barrow, Diggs, Gibbons, Hunter ... | |
| Let me tell y'all ho something motherfuckers(Oh, you complaining about that man?) | |
| Yeah, them motherfuckers belong to us | |
| Straight up, tell all y'all motherfucking hoes | |
| Y'all motherfuckers know what's the fucking time | |
| You think we don't love you motherfuckers? | |
| Run in to the motherfucking courts | |
| With all that bullshit motherfuka | |
| I'm letting all y'all motherfuckers know | |
| I'm getting tired a that shit | |
| You motherfucking triple breed motherfuckers | |
| Bitches, we love you motherfucka | |
| Bobby Digi, | |
| Bob Digital shit is critical | |
| Laid the fuck up inside the hospital | |
| It's a riddle of a sphinx bitch had me jinx wid hijinx | |
| Cuban linx snatched from my neck, it was the sex | |
| This twelve ounce bottle of bex had me drunk | |
| One night laid up wit the | |
| Ol' Dirt and ten bags of skunk | |
| Just met this hoe last month | |
| Lookin' like a | |
| Benz with a woofer in the trunk | |
| I pushed up like a push-up stick | |
| One hand up near my cheek the other hand was holdin' my dick | |
| I said "Power equal, boo" | |
| RZA people | |
| I be Bobby | |
| D I G I too(Is that right?) | |
| Word, and exact | |
| Girl you got a smile that a make a nigga heart crack(For real?) | |
| Word to grill like a thousand dollar bill | |
| Close your eyes count to three and click you heels | |
| And we could end up at my place face to face | |
| Butt-naked | |
| I'll invade your inner space | |
| Straight up boo, damn | |
| I can taste it | |
| One drop of sperm the | |
| God wouldn't waste it over the quilt | |
| I rather put it inside you so your breast be filled with milk | |
| And we could lay up and | |
| I could squeeze until it tilts | |
| My house built on stilts is bangin' like the | |
| HiltonLook how you feelin' gimme some feeback boo 'cause | |
| I need that(Look Bobby where's the beer and the weed at?) | |
| Look, girl, shit | |
| I got more than a little | |
| She set me up for the kiss of the black widow | |
| You couldn't get a flick of the hype outfit' | |
| Cause the way that | |
| I'ma dress this style is mad wild | |
| Enough to make a crowd of women scream oww | |
| Whether at a party or just in bed | |
| Or thoughts of | |
| Ason bitch keep that in your head | |
| My beats are funky, my rhymes are spunky | |
| Sometimes | |
| I say, well, motherfucka what's the recipe | |
| I don't know, | |
| I ask my ma, she don't know, "Go ask ya poppa" | |
| It's all about me in the place to be, nigga you all that uh | |
| Motherfucka that shit is due it's mad | |
| Motherfucking game and it's a | |
| God-damn shame | |
| How many motherfuckas wanna know this name, | |
| AsonYo, I lock on, pass the break | |
| Shake and motivate, stimulate | |
| By this ways that you dying you have in your clutch | |
| Fall in love like a drug, call out into her love flood | |
| Fuck dunno you only bust blood | |
| Caught inside the scud-missile grip like tissue | |
| Now I'm laid up inside the hospital | |
| Bobby Digital's on critical' | |
| Cause the testicles is drained | |
| Huh huhNah, | |
| I ain't doing it right, right? | |
| Huh |
| zuo ci : Barrow, Diggs, Gibbons, Hunter ... | |
| Let me tell y' all ho something motherfuckers Oh, you complaining about that man? | |
| Yeah, them motherfuckers belong to us | |
| Straight up, tell all y' all motherfucking hoes | |
| Y' all motherfuckers know what' s the fucking time | |
| You think we don' t love you motherfuckers? | |
| Run in to the motherfucking courts | |
| With all that bullshit motherfuka | |
| I' m letting all y' all motherfuckers know | |
| I' m getting tired a that shit | |
| You motherfucking triple breed motherfuckers | |
| Bitches, we love you motherfucka | |
| Bobby Digi, | |
| Bob Digital shit is critical | |
| Laid the fuck up inside the hospital | |
| It' s a riddle of a sphinx bitch had me jinx wid hijinx | |
| Cuban linx snatched from my neck, it was the sex | |
| This twelve ounce bottle of bex had me drunk | |
| One night laid up wit the | |
| Ol' Dirt and ten bags of skunk | |
| Just met this hoe last month | |
| Lookin' like a | |
| Benz with a woofer in the trunk | |
| I pushed up like a pushup stick | |
| One hand up near my cheek the other hand was holdin' my dick | |
| I said " Power equal, boo" | |
| RZA people | |
| I be Bobby | |
| D I G I too Is that right? | |
| Word, and exact | |
| Girl you got a smile that a make a nigga heart crack For real? | |
| Word to grill like a thousand dollar bill | |
| Close your eyes count to three and click you heels | |
| And we could end up at my place face to face | |
| Buttnaked | |
| I' ll invade your inner space | |
| Straight up boo, damn | |
| I can taste it | |
| One drop of sperm the | |
| God wouldn' t waste it over the quilt | |
| I rather put it inside you so your breast be filled with milk | |
| And we could lay up and | |
| I could squeeze until it tilts | |
| My house built on stilts is bangin' like the | |
| HiltonLook how you feelin' gimme some feeback boo ' cause | |
| I need that Look Bobby where' s the beer and the weed at? | |
| Look, girl, shit | |
| I got more than a little | |
| She set me up for the kiss of the black widow | |
| You couldn' t get a flick of the hype outfit' | |
| Cause the way that | |
| I' ma dress this style is mad wild | |
| Enough to make a crowd of women scream oww | |
| Whether at a party or just in bed | |
| Or thoughts of | |
| Ason bitch keep that in your head | |
| My beats are funky, my rhymes are spunky | |
| Sometimes | |
| I say, well, motherfucka what' s the recipe | |
| I don' t know, | |
| I ask my ma, she don' t know, " Go ask ya poppa" | |
| It' s all about me in the place to be, nigga you all that uh | |
| Motherfucka that shit is due it' s mad | |
| Motherfucking game and it' s a | |
| Goddamn shame | |
| How many motherfuckas wanna know this name, | |
| AsonYo, I lock on, pass the break | |
| Shake and motivate, stimulate | |
| By this ways that you dying you have in your clutch | |
| Fall in love like a drug, call out into her love flood | |
| Fuck dunno you only bust blood | |
| Caught inside the scudmissile grip like tissue | |
| Now I' m laid up inside the hospital | |
| Bobby Digital' s on critical' | |
| Cause the testicles is drained | |
| Huh huhNah, | |
| I ain' t doing it right, right? | |
| Huh |
| zuò cí : Barrow, Diggs, Gibbons, Hunter ... | |
| Let me tell y' all ho something motherfuckers Oh, you complaining about that man? | |
| Yeah, them motherfuckers belong to us | |
| Straight up, tell all y' all motherfucking hoes | |
| Y' all motherfuckers know what' s the fucking time | |
| You think we don' t love you motherfuckers? | |
| Run in to the motherfucking courts | |
| With all that bullshit motherfuka | |
| I' m letting all y' all motherfuckers know | |
| I' m getting tired a that shit | |
| You motherfucking triple breed motherfuckers | |
| Bitches, we love you motherfucka | |
| Bobby Digi, | |
| Bob Digital shit is critical | |
| Laid the fuck up inside the hospital | |
| It' s a riddle of a sphinx bitch had me jinx wid hijinx | |
| Cuban linx snatched from my neck, it was the sex | |
| This twelve ounce bottle of bex had me drunk | |
| One night laid up wit the | |
| Ol' Dirt and ten bags of skunk | |
| Just met this hoe last month | |
| Lookin' like a | |
| Benz with a woofer in the trunk | |
| I pushed up like a pushup stick | |
| One hand up near my cheek the other hand was holdin' my dick | |
| I said " Power equal, boo" | |
| RZA people | |
| I be Bobby | |
| D I G I too Is that right? | |
| Word, and exact | |
| Girl you got a smile that a make a nigga heart crack For real? | |
| Word to grill like a thousand dollar bill | |
| Close your eyes count to three and click you heels | |
| And we could end up at my place face to face | |
| Buttnaked | |
| I' ll invade your inner space | |
| Straight up boo, damn | |
| I can taste it | |
| One drop of sperm the | |
| God wouldn' t waste it over the quilt | |
| I rather put it inside you so your breast be filled with milk | |
| And we could lay up and | |
| I could squeeze until it tilts | |
| My house built on stilts is bangin' like the | |
| HiltonLook how you feelin' gimme some feeback boo ' cause | |
| I need that Look Bobby where' s the beer and the weed at? | |
| Look, girl, shit | |
| I got more than a little | |
| She set me up for the kiss of the black widow | |
| You couldn' t get a flick of the hype outfit' | |
| Cause the way that | |
| I' ma dress this style is mad wild | |
| Enough to make a crowd of women scream oww | |
| Whether at a party or just in bed | |
| Or thoughts of | |
| Ason bitch keep that in your head | |
| My beats are funky, my rhymes are spunky | |
| Sometimes | |
| I say, well, motherfucka what' s the recipe | |
| I don' t know, | |
| I ask my ma, she don' t know, " Go ask ya poppa" | |
| It' s all about me in the place to be, nigga you all that uh | |
| Motherfucka that shit is due it' s mad | |
| Motherfucking game and it' s a | |
| Goddamn shame | |
| How many motherfuckas wanna know this name, | |
| AsonYo, I lock on, pass the break | |
| Shake and motivate, stimulate | |
| By this ways that you dying you have in your clutch | |
| Fall in love like a drug, call out into her love flood | |
| Fuck dunno you only bust blood | |
| Caught inside the scudmissile grip like tissue | |
| Now I' m laid up inside the hospital | |
| Bobby Digital' s on critical' | |
| Cause the testicles is drained | |
| Huh huhNah, | |
| I ain' t doing it right, right? | |
| Huh |
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