Company Flow - Hands On Experience Lyrics
[mr. eon]Girls, girls, girls, girlsMy right hand I adoreSpankin on my sheets till I cant cum no moreIm on a five-a-day plan, then Im switchin handsNot really carin where my sticky white landsIm half-asleep, you calm me captain kleenexCuz I be cummin on quilts until my dick wiltsThen Im in the shower, jergens and vaseline-aRight named palmer, left hand wristinaLike the artifacts, I come on wit the cum onMight jerkin work, lookin up too many skirtsI nut on puffs after I huff the dutchThe ten pack pocket tissue comes in the clutchSo put on the kristy-kenya videoThats four nuts a day, and one more to go[el-p]Check check check checkDear sir,I have been an avid reader of your magazine for many years nowBut up until today I havent had an experience as really worthy of this columnThe solo jux avidly have to repeatI felt weak, felt like we were havin sex for a weekI wanna spark the bottle, wack it but I dont have a sheetSo inevitably I pull out of the pocketJust for an example that Im huggin up a plug wit no socketNow how soundly she slept while I fumeVexed about the fact I couldnt nut offPent up, balls blue, painfulI know that when woke shes disdainfulTime to come up wit plan d for desparationPulled out the love monkey and shot off to the titties locationAt least in that directionUpon further inspection, she awoke splashed in the head sectionShook by the goblety goodsThink-i-think I gotta [q-tip] *cut and scratched*Just beat it jerkin your jimmy but you still cant come off [phife]I thought I had it in the palm of my handJust give me the ***** and Ill be straightIf you dont, ***** it Ill masturbate [eazy e][mr. eon] *rapping in kiddy voice*All day I like to stroke it, then I poke itAnd be like ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh, are you alive little manGot hands on experience cuz I jerk alotExotic hand creams thats what I gotAnd a porno collection about the size of jada sultonWhen I purchase movies, its usually out in fultonThen I take it home and spank it, and wipe it with a napkinYo I love to jerk like ? love to hackAnd maybe its a must like a kitty cats purrIve been known to ***** my girl than jerk off next to herKeep it real, yo yo bob stop stop jerkin and come do your lyrics[bobbito]I go solo wit my hand so you can call me han soloSlap my skins, so they call me bobby bongosAuto-matic, just for my peepeeHit a vital nerve, lick her tits, curveJergens dry, no lotion for my hand motionDont cry, dry your eyeHeres a towel, my hands move like constipated bowelsI shoot extra far if a girl talks foulChoke my chicken, slap my wankerA girl lets me watch her with her tits out while Im spankinThen Ill thank her, ah check it outIm harder than the hardest artist hard can getKbl in the place, workin a sweatDoin beats strokin off until the twinkie gushUntil they amputate my hands I wont sweat the pussUnless she wants to, then Ill worry about gettin, the monsterSo Id rather avoid the unwanted pregnancyThe headaches of an emotional attachmentI live my own fantasy world where anything goesBesides the longer I go without sexThe closer bobbin my boloney comes to feelin like the real thingThink twice about walkin barefoot on my bedroom floorYo mi, hit me up wit a magazineIm goin to bed man, Im out
