Three horny devils on the late night creep
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One, two, three horny devils
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Kottonmouth Kings rollin' through O.C.
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Bass first, then comes the treble
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Three horny devils on the late night creep
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One, two three horny devils
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And if ya feelin' (?) fool ya betta leave, ya beta leave fool
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I'm one of the three of the horniest devils
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I'm not Violent J but I'm a psychopathic rebel
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Just a bud smokin panty feelin' P-Town kid
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Got a 77 slant nose V-dub biatch
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Well this is for the bitchez and the bitch boyz too
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I'm Saint Dog from that Kottonmouth Krew
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Ya sister go inside to drink a 40 oz brew
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Gettin' laid in the back of a Subaru
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A Subaru, I thought you knew
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I did her doggy style like Scooby Doo
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Now listen up ladies check it out they call me Saint
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I try to be a good guy but the truth it is I ain't
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See I huffs on the paint (paint)
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Take rips on the dank (dank)
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And if I'm at a party I might hit the nitrous tank
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Fill it up, suck it in wa was to the head wa was to the head
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Fill it up, suck it in wa was to the head
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D-Loc's got the bud that make your eyes turn red
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Its a 9.4 on a Richter scale
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I got the green farm buds and they ain't for sale,
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The shit we smoke man would never fail us
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For the Kottonmouth Kings to inhale, biatch
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Three horny devils on the late night creep
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One, two, three horny devils
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Kottonmouth Kings rollin' through O.C.
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Bass first, then comes the treble
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Three horny devils on the late night creep
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One, two three horny devils
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And if ya feelin' (?) fool ya betta leave, ya betta leave fool
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I'm gettin' drunk smokin blunts like these white boys should
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They call me crazy crack straight peckerwood
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But I'm just a kid walkin' on this earth
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And yes I rock the microphone for what its worth
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And for what its worth we're all one in the same
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Got a little horny devil that controls my brain
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Hey hey hey got a bowl, get a light
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I beat in the mic some ask for the night
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Saint diggy-Dog takin' on oncomers
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Winter, spring, and summer I'm burnin' through the rubbers
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Burnin' through the rubbers and strippers man
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Bet I'll hit more skin than you can
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When your high goes flat Pakelika's got the best
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Fix you up fill you up with the fat green snacks
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Phillies always roll like a wrestlin match
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So light it up, go to sleep, Kottonmouth on the creep
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Horny devils always huntin always rollin' 3-Deep
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Three horny devils (three horny devils)
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Three horny devils on the late night creep
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One, two, three horny devils
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Kottonmouth Kings rollin' through O.C., three horny devils
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Three horny devils on the late night creep,three horny devils
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I'm D-Loco, I sip pot cocoa
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I wont fuck a girl if the bitch is a broke ho
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I'm Saint Doggy drinkin's my hobby,
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I'll split yo lip if yo ass gets foggy
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I'm X Daddy betcha I have these fine young fillies in my '62 Caddy
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Three horny devils psychotic rebels
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Rollin' 3-Deep bitch, so turn up yo treble
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I was born and bred to rip this (?)
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Takin' 7 bong loads to the mother fuckin head
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I'm a late night crawler, P-Town Baller,
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Creepin' up on ya like a creepy crawler
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haha
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One, two three horny devils
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Bass first, then comes the treble
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O.C. hittin new levels
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I'm D-Loc twelve hoochie strollin', phillie blunt rollin',
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My bug ain't stolen naw, kinda, not really just some of the parts
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Like the end of the rims the bumps and the box
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Man I touch a brew but I am hard to reach 1605 down in Huntington Beach
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Just to get lit and do another show ya hear bump, bump all night long
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I said bump, bump but that's another song and that's another track
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So bring it back to the facts of the subject
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Fuck it lets fish bowl this bucket
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Lets fish bowl this bucket, yea lets fish bowl this bucket
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Three Horny Devils
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