J-zone - Nut Reception lyrics

[Intro: J-Zone & (Celph Titled)] You can lick my baaaaaals. Ha ha. (b**h.) Ayo Celph? (What up?) These motherf**ers is out here playin' hide and go seek again (Not that sh** again.) So I had to tell the b**h, "Hey baby I got a Jessica Alba photo album, my right hand, and 1000 watt microwave (Oh sh**) What the f** I need you for?" [Verse One: Celph Titled] There ain't a thing that you can do to stop us from gettin' paper We robbin' hip hop and comin' back for more later Hog haters need to stop actin' pompous Cause I'm the type to knock a conscious rapper unconscious The most beautifullest thing in this world Is a b**h with black eyes and a new saloon curl Talk sh**, I'll break your jaw instantly And flip you the bird to add insult to injury MC's front like labels be after them I don't brush my teeth, my plaque's already platinum I never liked skinny hoes put some meat on your bones And for those that don't know I'd even f** Queen Latifah Stick my dick between her Jiggle them jelly rolls and leave a cum puddle in her belly hole I don't discriminate ma Age ain't nothin' but a number, b**h let me take off that trainin' bra [Hook: J-Zone & Celph Titled] JZ: Yo, what you want from us? CT: We ain't got nothin' for you JZ: The game is sold not told CT: So what you wanna do? JZ: Platinum hits CT: On some real pimp sh** Both: J-Zone & Celph Titled give a f** about a b**h "Y'all lick the nuts, bite the nuts, lick the nuts Smear the nuts, feel my nuts, grab my nuts" [x2] [Verse Two: J-Zone] Hey, you, get off my dick You don't know me but I must know your b**h People call my J-Zone, some call me Back Slap b**h show loyalty like you work for ASCAP Cussin' all loud, drinkin' s** on the beach Arrest your Development and slur my Speech Now these punks wanna preach b**h, what is this? Pa** my Bacardi and mind yo business Play hard to get, wanna flirt off me? I ain't workin' for no a**, I'll jerk off for free Motherf**ers call me ignorant When I moved to Bel Air Keep a Cadillac and still collect welfare Marry you b**h? A rock you ain't gettin' You get a bullet of a nut, now that's a shotgun weddin' Wanna f** cause I make music? Pssst Nice to know ya I faked an orgasm, not I'm a cum-poser Treat you to dinner? s*ut you hun-gry? Hope you got a metro card, we goin' to Subway Eatin' sea food till my arteries close But you keep goin' to the bar with these hoes I need a girl with no teeth and a wooden leg Because she's happy just to have me and she's good in bed And yeah I drop records but for dick they fiend Cause I rock 12 inches, nahmean? [Hook: J-Zone & Celph Titled] [Verse Three: Celph Titled] If you a female listen closely If you a pimp you should take note We some real hogs that smack hoes After I'm done with them I leave the p**y loose Cause my dick is so big you can s** it from the roof Ignorant and handsome b**hes say I'm dumb hot Listen to my live album and hear gun shots Chicken heads thinkin' that they're models and sh** But I'll be pissin' on 'em leavin' 'em with Sparklin' tits Oh that was your girl? With all them feisty hormones? I wish I taped it, you should have heard how that who*e moaned Shippin' CDs by Celph Titled and J-Zone We're goin' gold on the North Pole region alone Come holla if you got chips to throw at us I'm talkin' real money, no b**hes and no rappers f** with me and get your credibility trashed Make you go from hardcore to emo rap Bllllaaap! [Hook: J-Zone & Celph Titled]