I am waiting for someone to make a State Of Rap album and declare it over. E-mail - orgNote - Report post to moderator Mainstream rap nowadays is just another moneymaking machine, and it shows it has dumbed down so much I am not waiting for another stupid wannabe shaking his crotch, wearing his cap sideways like a doofus and objectifying women. They were politically viable their message was there at the right time. I am more of an oldskooler, and have kept up with my De La Soul's, Q-tip's and Beastie's, as these acts seem to be able to grow older gracefully.Įven though PE was really women unfriendly, I could buy into their anger and their political message. Even though I like some early Bad Boy stuff, I have to admit. I kinda bowed out when gangstarap became too silly and the blingbling entered the scene. I roll my eyes at Eminem, even though I like some of his raps, his message really does not connect with me. I havent been into rap really until after PE, so I am totally lost in today's rap scene. I'm not a Nas expert, but I know that this is probably him at his worse Long dick the bitch all night, I'll make her pussy sing the songĪM I thick and missing some pseudo-ghetto boasting? I pull out my python, I hit it while my wife's gone Like Nia Lomg in a cherry thong with the lights on Head from a project chick or one with crazy loot Head in the studio, the bathroom or the booth Head in the staircase, the cellar or the roof I like head in the Benz, the four door or the Coupe Who like the way i thug and the way i flow When Flex drop the bomb I bust a nut on this bitchĭeep throat, ceaser gold or pun wicked hoes When it comes to sex I'm similar to the Thriller in Manillaīeat that pussy up real quick then send home the bitch Let them tities hang, I'll have all the bitches sayin' You got that good pussy I can share with my people Holla out the window it's the project nympho Little cutie rat, walking by with the doobie wrap Hit her where she doodie at, make that booty fat I'll beat that pussy up there's no denyin' Choose one of the browsed Oochie Wally lyrics, get the lyrics and watch the video. Make her come four times without even tryin' Browse for Oochie Wally song lyrics by entered search phrase. Grab her hair slap her ass, she screamin' like she dyin' Grind from the side and, fuck from behind and Little young thing go around my dick with your tongue ringĭeep throat my nine inch, gut from the front and That's how I'm playin' - I got these freak fuckin' hoes singin' Is the nigga gangsta? Yeah, that's how I'm livin' Me and my dog - fuckin them both they got us switchin' Long leg hoes, mo'head hoes, married bitches She sleep then my dick sleek and I aint gotta' call her for weeks I fuck a bitch face more than her waist for realĪnd ain't no pussy like new pussy that's how a nigga feelīust three times throw her the peace sign I got bitches sendin my niggas flicks in jail Or pass it to Horse, then that ass gettin' tossedįuck a Hustler book, Penthouse or Blacktale He really really tried to hurt me hurt meįor real ma, with your thick lips and thick thighs OOCHIE WALLY LYRICS HOW TOHe really taught me how to do it with my mouth He really really made me scream and shout He really really really fucked my coochie Woopty wop, whatever Slay I'm really feeling like Lane Kiffen In your lane switchin' Flick on the lights, your dame missing Iraq, my aim dipping Sex, giving texts, I'm reffin' you fuckin' peasant I'm present, you fuckin' reffin' Wait, I'm not a present, my presence is not a gift More like a gust of wind or a whiff of shit But I'm clean and I clean the murder scene with a 'Wiffer bitch Then go and get your bitch on some Stiffler shit Stiffer dick than your mans She hate short niggas so she judge me by the height of my pants ' Fore we fuck, flick the light in advance I don't wanna be surprised in the morning if you frightening 'cause baby girl Look, I'm ordered by the lord's steps My cologne's like the lord's breath The drum on that tommy gun like a constant qu-qu-quartet Young niggas get mad and you can get your door wet You can get the whole set Think about Africa when I see them stores that be buying gold back Think about slappin' you, actin' like you own capital Put the whole world on my back, crackin' my clavicles But it don't really matter I'm coming back from sabbaticals Got my nine cocked, Simba standing on pride rock Poppin' a couple shots at the eye of a cyclops We don't fight box, put that boy in a pine box Just call it a time stopper Fox 5 choppers in the sky With the chopper, so don't try to play the guy If you tryna say goodbye C'est la vie, au revoir Hasta la, vista and nice to meet ya That P-90 turn a punk into a pasta pizza Slice a piece up, get your t-shirt Your "R.I.P." shirts Your "should've never tried J.I.D" shirts The only reason we hurt people, 'cause nigga we hurt Look at J.I.I remember this one.I didn't care for it back then either.
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