Tech N9ne - Hunterish lyrics

rate me

You're one hunder-ed, we so hunter-ish

You're one hunder-ed, we so hunter-ish

[Tech:]

Unga bunga bunga, ingda bing da bunga

It's fun ta hunt the cunt ta ding the ding ta feed muh hunga

I jump on a bitch, pump on a chick, crunch n munch on a clit,

dunk on a dick,

Somethin sunk in it quick, krump in it bit, humpin the Ninna,

bring the thunda

I be the king'a kung, up in ya spleen, the weenas on ya

I - eat it up like sufamunda, cheese between lisagna

I - skeet it up, n giddy up, fiend fa cream, va-geena tongue

Then feed the need, we lump fa huntas, easily we done ya

The gal sho look like fuck food ta 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 the shell fits, I'm the dust, you is dibres, trick

If you one hunder-ed, we so hunter-ish

We come for the wonder chicks,

whos buns're thick to make my lumber spit

And my whole crew hunt

Want some'a that new chum

Kerri Hilson, sho looks good

Taste good too punk

You're one hunder-ed, we so hunter-ish

[Irv Da Phenom:]

(?) take notice I'm approachin, 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,

n now I'm look at -

them pair of apple Bottoms n that bomb donka that she put in that

I got bottle full'a captain n jack, n I'm ready to get it crackin,

Baby now tell me whut'chu wanna do

I got a package full a magnums thats 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 hurd!

Its open season for pillow squeezin, n leavin toes curled

Inebriated, slightly faded, time to get it poppin

Pull u p the bus, open the doors, n all the bunnies hop in

Show me her naval ring, said theres one more underneath it

Tech I don't believe, Kalli whut you think?

(LET ME SEE IT!)

The newest member of the Drill Team

I'm on the prowl

Just a wiff'a the feminin scent I'm equpin for infinite pimpin,

its goin down

See baby girl, I'll beat it up, and put it in a headlock

When I snap n go primevil on that ass, makin the bed rock

You're one hunder-ed, we so hunter-ish

[Krizz:]

I'm a sexual preditor, better alert the neighbors

Cuz they desprite house wives, is just my flavor

Darth Vadar, pullin out my light saber

And they like my hard candy covered now and later

Spear chuck'a mutha (HEY!) I'm a hunta, gathera

Lookin for a super soaka n lofa ladderal

Bend'er over then ya stroke her, I mean ya stabbin'er

Get to pokin, get to strokin, I mean ya ravage'r

(?migowa?) I'm eatin bush babies right out the showa

Dine with me n N9ne, byin fine wine

We devour ya, carnivourish niggerish

I gobble the top ya like it was licorish

I even tell fat girls (HEY!) come here, are ya ticklish?

Dirk Diggler, might hurt'cha but might fit'cha

Honey want a hunt'cha just ta hit'cha

S'go on, take a chance, when I advance, don't freeze up

Somethin in ya pants I wanna beat up/ Cuz, ya-ya-ya-

You're one hunder-ed, we so hunter-ish