Verse one: ya}
I can run out of bitches to right about it My forget name but I got game That's how I get out I ya bout demetrice, evet, and sabrina Never gave you the low on stank hoe I seen her, walkin' out the melph by herself She's a bad bitch from uptown who in the melph I myself it's the capital ya Ok? she asked me what I to drink I told her and by the way You need to up some of that foolishness It makes me hard, when I I don't want to quit Man I punched this hoe, I wore the out and Before I left, believe I got them out I told you I'm a and I just Don't quit so I'm a talk some shit bout Another bitch I got partna out the three we Him tee, now me and my tee was fuckin' the same Bitch named nicky, was the spanish type of bitch Who liked the sex, she was down for sex But I was in it for her She lived near the nell, I told the bitch to give me mail She me to dinner, broke me off I ended up in her Now, yella boy you my nigga I you don't trip But after the won't ya brag for a bitch
{lil' ya}
Lil' ya got a gangsta jazzy Yella boy got a gangsta bitch Tec-9 got a gangsta jazzy But we lookin' for them bitches with big butts
Second {yella boy}
My story starts about my baby Mother fuck ya, I wish I met ya my name off ya, bam-mouse! I can it, 'cause I caught ya loose I'm of tired of the right's to left's and The uppercuts I had to Now I'm solo hoe Ya see, I want a from the south So she work her mouth, my long dick Make her and shout Now where the big booty bitches who can really Stroke it up at the teli or at my I to tear them hoes up when I'm full of That dope, servin' up with the dick they throat scope, I'm come through like a gun at the head Hold the noise, let's get busy fuck the check I'm down with dackaree go down the Dizzy, now tell me do you feel the in yo stomach dizzy Break it off for the let my boy's hit it Fuck a nice, I want a real freaky I'm a gee runnin' game catch the m o four To be with me you got to be low down and hoe Pussy weigh uptown I'm a clown Turnin' you bitches smile into a freak I brought ya self-sex out Skeet skeet yo hip to yo titte hoe I want the whole nine yard's yo heart hoe I want ya to the fuck up Take a back hoe It's the with the chuck's Comin' to rip wrap up them On the with the hoe bro You see me in the mall spendin' what the fuck I hoe All xl polo's with boo-koo thirty six girbauds
Chorus:
Third verse:
the nine-five to the nine-six I switched around my Last night I fucked wife It's like and over We it on up Got to keep my eye's on bitches Out for my They need hair fixed and start to schemenin' Them hoes Tec-9 what ya like? I like a little bitch Tec-9 what ya I like a fine ass bitch Tec-9 what ya like? well as a of fact I like a bitch Who ain't afraid to the bozack My is trippin' , got a mind full of silly games such a shame I had to diss the hoe Now I'll be now picture me a flock of hoes got 'em workin' on the streets And I'm at home gettin' my sucked up Under the sheets I the pussy To left I the pussy to the right Hot blowed, I'm down yo throat It's four thirty in the got to make it home Before my wife up and know she sleep alone It's the same as I apply the penetration To yo body, I'm I'm fatty the moment is right You call me daddy, it's over and over You twerk it on up but we for Them with the real big butts Now the from your forehead is Drippin' in my chest no fakin' no Because you you dealin' with the best You want a key to my pad, but you You find a way to straight trap me
{2x}