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Tech N9ne - Clydesdale Ft E 40 Lyrics

A clydesdale, fly gale
Thick as hell, got swell
Long silky hair, white tail
The bad is brought in there, clydesdale
This ain't no small time broke dame, no change
This is guap off the top, she ain't joke mane
Ain't no foolery mane, she with the game and balling hard
A hella thicky with them curves like holy god
Meat jumping like the heat on the grease pumpin'
Now all the niggas all around they wanna freak something
A little belly but the jelly got enough pounds
To make the little booty bitches sit the fuck down
With that waggy tail, gotta watch out for grabby males
Gonna be mad he failed, he don't get to watch her shake them jazzy belles
With that much back she only gotta few that hate
'Cause whenever she walk in the place
Everybody be like "Ooh that a-ss!"

Clydesdale (Clydesdale), she's a clydesdale (Clydesdale)
Clydesdale (Clydesdale), she's a clydesdale (Clydesdale)
She a clydesdale (Clydesdale), she's a clydesdale (Clydesdale)
God dwamn! Tail bigger than a whale tail (Whale tail)
Clydesdale (Clydesdale), she's a clydesdale (Clydesdale)
Clydesdale (Clydesdale), she's a clydesdale (Clydesdale)
She a clydesdale (Clydesdale), she's a clydesdale (Clydesdale)
God dwamn! Tail bigger than a whale tail (Whale tail)

Thick, thick, baby from the ghetto and she extra thick
Thick, thick, honey from the suburbs and she lit
Hit, hit, hit it from the back, lemme pipe that shit
Pitch, pitch, I'ma try to catch it like a catcher's mitt
Pop it, pop it, pop it (Pop it) Drop it, drop it, drop it (Drop it)
You the main attraction, you the subject and the topic (Topic)
Wop it, wop it, wop it (Wop it), baby don't you stop it (Stop it)
Put that arm up in the air and walk it, walk it walk it (Walk it)
Ain't no body like you (You), you do what you do (Do)
Ain't no body like you (You ), the one you knocked the two (Two)
Ain't nobody like me (Me), not even just a few (Few)
Ain't nobody like me (Me), I'm solid through
Man she a—

Clydesdale (Clydesdale), she's a clydesdale (Clydesdale)
Clydesdale (Clydesdale), she's a clydesdale (Clydesdale)
She a clydesdale (Clydesdale), she's a clydesdale (Clydesdale)
God dwamn! Tail bigger than a whale tail (Whale tail)
Clydesdale (Clydesdale), she's a clydesdale (Clydesdale)
Clydesdale (Clydesdale), she's a clydesdale (Clydesdale)
She a clydesdale (Clydesdale), she's a clydesdale (Clydesdale)
God dwamn! Tail bigger than a whale tail (Whale tail)

Woah now, it's enough for them to go 'round
Those sounds like a packing clap in showdown
Hell yeah that's what I came to see
I dig strippin' on TV, I ain't Jermaine Dupri
Play the right music and she might move it
And some panties, skirt, and leggings fitting tight to it
Touching on her without her consent is quite foolish
She got the right dudes with that'll make ya night news it
To be a clydesdale (What?), you don't got to dance
You can be in your waitress, dentist, laywer, even your doctor pants
She with money you ain't got it, there is not a chance stop your plans (Go!)
If out of you supreme money, gun you shot the bands

Clydesdale (Clydesdale), she's a clydesdale (Clydesdale)
Clydesdale (Clydesdale), she's a clydesdale (Clydesdale)
She a clydesdale (Clydesdale), she's a clydesdale (Clydesdale)
God dwamn! Tail bigger than a whale tail (Whale tail)
Clydesdale (Clydesdale), she's a clydesdale (Clydesdale)
Clydesdale (Clydesdale), she's a clydesdale (Clydesdale)
She a clydesdale (Clydesdale), she's a clydesdale (Clydesdale)
God dwamn! Tail bigger than a whale tail (Whale tail)

Clydesdale, clydesdale
Clydesdale, clydesdale
Clydesdale, clydesdale
Whale tail
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