A textile or cloth is a flexible woven material consisting of a network of natural or artificial fibres often referred to as thread or yarn. Yarn is produced by spinning raw fibres of wool, flax, cotton, or other material to produce long strands. Textiles are formed by weaving, knitting, crocheting, knotting, or pressing fibres together (felt).
The words fabric and cloth are used in textile assembly trades (such as tailoring and dressmaking) as synonyms for textile. However, there are subtle differences in these terms in specialized usage. Textile refers to any material made of interlacing fibres. Fabric refers to any material made through weaving, knitting, spreading, crocheting, or bonding that may be used in production of further goods (garments, etc.). Cloth may be used synonymously with fabric but often refers to a finished piece of fabric used for a specific purpose (e.g., table cloth).
The word textile is from Latin, from neuter of textilis, woven, from textus, past participle of texere, to weave; see text.
Here boy!!!
Doggie...
He's a legend on the internet
Doggie...
He's a canine porn star
Doggie...
This little pup will go far
Doggie...
They're shootin' video again
It's destined for japan
Hey buddy, why don't you lean down
And give that little dog a hand...
Doggie...
He's always makin' poppa proud
Doggie...
He likes 'em with 8 tits
Doggie...
He takes man-sized shits
Doggie...
Doggie...
Lookin' out for pure-bred sluts
Doggie...
He's hangin' out with seymour butts
Doggie...
He's all done with common mutts
I'll make you woff like a dog
woff woff (x 4)
I'll make you woff like a dog
woff woff (x 4)
I've got a bone and you can chew it
If you like the doggy style baby we can do it
I've got a bone and you can chew it
If you like the doggy style baby we can do it
I've got a bone and you can chew it
If you like the doggy style baby we can do it
I've got a bone and you can chew it
If you like the doggy style baby we can do it
Woff like a dog
Woff woff
Yo will make me, woff woff
Let me hear ya, woff woff
Com' on, woff woff
I'll make you woff like a dog
I'm gonna give it to you just the way you like it
I'm gonna give it to you just the way you want it
I'm gonna give it to you just the way you love it
I'm gonna give it to you just the way you need it
I'm gonna give it to you just the way you like it
I'm gonna give it to you just the way you want it
I'm gonna give it to you just the way you love it
I'm gonna give it to you just the way you need it
Woff like a dog
Woff woff
Yo will make me, woff woff
Let me hear ya, woff woff
Com' on, woff woff
I'll make you woff like a dog
Let me hit it
Let me hit it
Let me hit it from the back in the tack like that
Let me hit it
Let me hit it
Let me hit it from the back cause you like it like that
Let me hit it
Let me hit it
Let me hit it from the back in the tack like that
Let me hit it
Let me hit it
Let me hit it from the back cause you like it like that
I'll make you woff like a dog, woff woff (x 8)
Committee style baby
Uh Huh, for all the freaks
Yeah that's right
Yeah
[Chorus x2]
[Luc Duc]
You don't love me you love my doggy style
And I'm known to keep it wild like the Ok Carol
And what you 'lax with just ain't my style
50 feet ain't enough I need at least a mile
[Verse 1]
I only roll in the fattest whips, got mega chips
Hanging out with some of the baddest bitches, with mega hips
Sexy lips with the Hazel eyes, got to have plenty thighs
Rolling Acura's with Slip-N-Slide
All my niggas ride,
With the heaters on the front seat, only one deep
On the semi with a bad freak, always on the creep
Chickens ride mother plucking but that ain't nothing
And she down for the sucking fucking hit it on the button
And it's something like some more clucking from my bucking
The KFC when it comes to busting
We stay on crushing
But they got to holla for that dollar
So when I holla out the window of my friends Impala
You know I got her
When she go to looking at her friends
And turn around and started giving me that half a grin
It's foggy and my homie sipping on some yen
Run some came and my name then I know I'm in
Oh that's your cousin
Even better when I'm drinking yen
On the average player scale she about a 10
And her cousin too cause she got some beautiful skin
We picked em up, knock em up
Kicked em out and did it all again
Cause
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 2]
I be having more game then a little bit
So little dick niggas acting like they big shit
Y'all need to quit, my style be flowing like it's liquid
Them ghetto girls be dropping them drawls
Them girls y'all can't get wit
I hit it from the back and known to leave an imprint
My little sister even known for spitting that pimp shit
My little brother he the brain we call him gifted
Some women hate me so they put me on they shit list
Because I'm known for breaking them off with a stiff dick
And breaking out before they even know I had a trip
Goddamn baby you got some beautiful lips
Sometimes I'm wondering if a nigga picked a fit
I fuck them to the point that they screaming that they got to piss
A freaky nigga but you can keep a chain and whip
And every time I bust I'm 'bout to sink your battleship
I hit and run, sorry hun, but I got to dip
I told your sister that I'd hit her right around six
And if I'm late then you know that bitch gonna wanna trip
You in love with a thug baby get a grip
I bust a nut and if you lucky I might leave a tip
You know why
[Chorus x2]
Straight cheese boy
Volume 1
Screw Face putting it down
The Mia
Yaknowimsayin'
You don't love me you love my doggy style
Iconz
Representing the Dirty South
All Day Baby
Dayd County
Straight up Knowwhatimsayin'
You don't love me you love my doggy style
Going out to all the strip clubs
All them fine ass hoes
Shaking that ass for them dollars baby
Go head do your thing (Said don't be crying)
You don't love me you love my doggy style
[Guy]
All right check this out
You came here to do a skit right? (Um Hmm)
What I want you to do before we do the skit (Hmm)
Aight I want you to get on your knees
I'm pull my dick out
And you gonna put your mouth on it
Can you do that for me?
Before we do the skit
Ya see ya came in
Ya know fucking tittys everywhere
Yaknowwhaimsayin'
[Girl]
The Hell!
You know what
I'm walking away I'm sorry
I can't do this
[Guy]
It's a fucking skit
[Girl]
I'm not doing it
It's a (fucking skit) fucking skit
So what the fuck I got to suck your dick for
You paying me
[Guy]
Because it doesn't matter
(Doesn't matter)
It doesn't (Huh)
I'm not paying you shit
[Girl]
What!
[Guy]
Listen shut the fuck up
And suck my goddamn dick
Before we do the skit
[Girl]
Aright
[Sucking Sounds]
[Guy]
Yeah bitch
Fuck you mean you ain't sucking no dick
Hoe you ain't know I'm down with the Iconz bitch
(Um Take)
Suck that shit
Suck the other part
Um, that one
[Guy in background]
I wanna hit it doggy style
Just wanna hit it doggy style
Just wanna hit, just wanna hear, it, it, it dog... ys, ys, ys, ...
(Wait) (wait) (wait a minute)
(Listen!)
(YEAH)
(Wait a minute, listen!)
(YEAH)
I wanna hit it doggy style
I walk like you used to do
With a soulstone in my shoe
Darkness ahead off the wide
Oh you can't always get life right
You can't always get life right
The blue branch stretch out against time
My blacken footprints are mine
Don't be this I invoke way on mine
It's the part on this dead lifeline
Ball is your soup who you fall
You never liked 'cause I'm old
Revive to most folk finds the bride
Well you can't always get life right
Can one what to do a lifetime
I'm coming out from your head
Collect and more claims the sound of your mind
A will a castle to share
And a boat for your bottles set high
You can't always get life right
And know my head settle on pikes
Singing merely, singing widely