Tech N9ne, Irv Da Phenom, Krizz Kaliko - Hunterish lyrics

[Tech N9ne, Irv Da Phenom, Krizz Kaliko - Hunterish lyrics]

You're one hunder-ed, we so hunterish
You're one hunder-ed, we so hunterish

Unga bunga bunga, inga binga binga bunga
It's fun to hunt the cunt to ding
The dink to feed my hunger
I jump on a bitch, pump on a chick
Crunch and munch on a clit, dunking a dick
Somethin' sunk in it quick, krumpin' a bit
Humpin' the nina bring the thunder
I be the king of Kongo up in your spleen
The weiner's on you
I eat it up like sufamunda
Cheese between lasagna
I skeet it up then giddy up, fiend for cream
Vagin-a tong-ue
Then feed the need, we lump for hunters
Easily we done you
The gal sure look like fuck food to me
Might as well, bitch
I know you suck dudes for free
I can smell slit
When I'm in lust to a degree
If it's shellfish, I'm in the
Dust, you is debris, trick
If you one hund-er-ed, we so hunterish
We come for the wonder chicks
Whose buns are thick and to
Make my lumber spit and my whole crew hunt
Want some of that new chum
Keri Hilson sure looks good
(tastes good too, punk)

You're one hunder-ed, we so hunterish

I'm placed in hands and first
They notice I'm approachin' 'em
Scopin' out where the cushion at
Snatch her out this habitat
Soon as I stab my hook in that
Can't stop lickin' my chops
Watchin' her walk and now I'm lookin' at
That pair of Apple Bottoms and that
Donka that she put in that
I got a bottle full of Captain and Jack
And I'm ready to get it crackin', baby
Now tell me what you wanna do
I got a package full a
Magnums back at the pad
If you wanna attack then I'mma
Be strapped up for you
And all ya home girls
Baby bring the whole herd!
It's open season for pillow squeezin'
And leavin' toes curled
Inebriated, slightly faded
Time to get it poppin'
Pull up the bus, open the door
All of the bunnies hop in
Show me her naval ring and said
There's one more underneath it
Tech I don't believe it, Kali what you think?
(LET ME SEE IT)
The newest member of the Drill Team
I'm on the prowl
Just a whiff of the feminine scent
I'm equippin' for infinite pimpin'
It's goin' down
See baby girl, I'll beat it up
And put it in a headlock
When I snap and go primeval on that ass
Makin' the bed rock

You're one hundr-ed, we so hunterish

I'm a sexual predator
Better alert the neighbors
'Cause they desperate housewives is
Just my flavor
Darth Vader, pullin' out my light saber
And they like my hard candy
Call it Now and Later spear chuck of mutha
(HEY) I'm a hunter-gatherer
Lookin' for a super soaker
And loofah lather her
Bend 'er over then ya stroke her
I mean ya stabbin' 'er
Get to pokin', get to strokin'
I mean ya ravager bring it down-a
I'm eatin' bush babies right out the showa
Dine with me and N9ne, byin' fine wine
We devour ya, carnivourish niggerish
I gobble the top of ya like it was liquorice
I even tell fat girls
(HEY) come here, are ya ticklish?
Dirk Diggler, might hurt ya but might fit ya
Honey want a hunt ya just ta hit ya
So go on, take a chance, when I advance
Don't freeze up somethin' in ya pants I
Wanna beat up, 'cause, ya ya ya-

You're one hunder-ed, we so hunterish

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