Verse {lil' ya}
I can never run out of bitches to right it My they name but I got game That's how I get out I ya bout demetrice, evet, and sabrina gave you the low on this stank hoe Katrina I seen her, walkin' out the melph by She's a bad bitch from uptown who lived in the I myself it's the capital ya Ok? she asked me I like to drink I her alaza and by the way You need to pick up of that foolishness It makes me hard, when I start I want to quit Man I this hoe, I wore the pussy out and I left, best believe I got them out I you I'm a gangster and I just Don't quit so I'm a talk some mroe bout Another bitch I got out the three we call Him tee, now me and my tee was fuckin' the same Bitch nicky, nicky was the spanish type of bitch Who the sex, she was down for havin' sex But I was in it for her She lived near the nell, I told the to give me some mail She took me to dinner, broke me off I 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 jazzy bitch boy got a gangsta jazzy bitch Tec-9 got a jazzy bitch But we lookin' for bitches with them big butts
Second verse: {yella
My story starts about my baby Mother fuck ya, I I never met ya Keep my 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 I had to throw Now I'm goin' hoe Ya see, I want a popper the south So she her mouth, plus my long dick Make her scream and Now where the big booty who can really bounce Stroke it up at the or at my house I like to tear hoes up when I'm full of That dope, up with the dick down they throat Like scope, I'm come like a gun at the head Hold the noise, let's get busy fuck the jeep I'm down with dackaree go the pussy Dizzy, now tell me do you feel the heat in yo dizzy Break it off for the let my boy's hit it a nice, I want a real freaky bitch 'cause I'm a gee runnin' game the m o four To be me you got to be low down and dirty hoe Pussy weigh uptown I'm a clown Turnin' you bitches into a frown Undercover freak I brought ya out skeet from yo hip to yo titte hoe I want the whole nine yard's plus yo hoe I want ya to back the up Take a back hoe the fella with the chuck's Comin' to rip wrap up bitches On the floor the hoe bro You see me in the mall spendin' what the I want hoe All xl polo's with boo-koo six waist girbauds
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Third verse:
the nine-five to the nine-six I around my life night I fucked kangol's wife It's like and over We it on up Got to my eye's on these bitches Out for my They need hair fixed and start to schemenin' Them hoes Tec-9 what ya I like a pretty little bitch what ya like? I like a fine ass bitch Tec-9 ya like? well as a matter of fact I like a bitch Who ain't to suck the bozack My bitches is trippin' , got a mind of silly games such a shame I had to diss the hoe Now be solo now picture me Pimpin' a flock of hoes got 'em workin' on the And I'm at home gettin' my dicked up Under the sheets I stroke the To left I stroke the to the right Hot blowed, I'm releasin'' yo throat It's four in the mornin' got to make it home Before my wife wakes up and know she alone It's the same rotation as I apply the To yo body, I'm I'm fatty the moment is right You me daddy, it's like over and over You it on up but we lookin' for Them with the real big butts Now the sweat from your is Drippin' in my no fakin' no more Because you know you dealin' with the You want a key to my pad, but you You find a way to straight trap me
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