Verse {lil' ya}
I can never run out of bitches to about it My forget they but I got game That's how I get out I told ya demetrice, evet, and sabrina Never gave you the low on stank hoe Katrina I seen her, out the melph by herself a bad bitch from uptown who lived in the melph I introduced myself it's the ya Ok? she asked me what I like to I told her and by the way You need to pick up some of foolishness It makes me hard, when I start I don't to quit Man I punched this hoe, I the pussy out and I left, best believe I got them out I you I'm a gangster and I just quit so I'm a talk some mroe shit bout Another bitch I got partna out the we call Him tee, now me and my nigga tee was the same Bitch nicky, nicky was the spanish type of bitch Who liked the sex, she was for havin' sex But I was in it for her She lived the nell, I told the bitch to give me some 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 the chorus 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 them with them big butts
Second {yella boy}
My story about my baby mama Mother fuck ya, I I never met ya my name off ya, bam-mouse! I can shake it, I caught ya loose I'm sick of of the right's to left's and The uppercuts I had to Now I'm goin' hoe Ya see, I want a popper the south So she work her mouth, plus my long Make her scream and Now the big booty bitches who can really bounce Stroke it up at the or at my house I like to tear them hoes up I'm full of That dope, up with the dick down they throat Like scope, I'm through like a gun at the head the noise, let's get busy fuck the jeep 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 record let my hit it a nice, I want a real freaky bitch 'cause I'm a gee runnin' catch the m o four To be with me you got to be low down and hoe weigh uptown 'cause I'm a clown Turnin' you bitches into a frown freak I brought ya self-sex out Skeet from yo hip to yo titte hoe I want the whole nine plus yo heart hoe I want ya to the fuck up Take a back hoe It's the with the chuck's Comin' to rip up them bitches On the floor the hoe bro You see me in the mall spendin' what the I want hoe All xl with boo-koo thirty six waist girbauds
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Third verse:
the nine-five to the nine-six I switched my life Last night I fucked wife It's like and over We it on up Got to my eye's on these bitches Out for my They they hair fixed and start to schemenin' dirty hoes Tec-9 what ya like? I like a pretty little Tec-9 what ya like? I like a ass bitch Tec-9 what ya well as a matter of fact I like a bitch Who ain't afraid to the bozack My bitches is trippin' , got a full of silly games such a shame I had to diss the hoe Now I'll be solo now me Pimpin' a flock of hoes got 'em workin' on the And I'm at home gettin' my dicked up Under the I stroke the pussy To left I stroke the pussy to the Hot blowed, I'm releasin'' down yo It's thirty in the mornin' got to make it home Before my wakes up and know she sleep alone It's the rotation as I apply the penetration To yo body, I'm smokin' I'm the moment is right You me daddy, it's like over and over You it on up but we lookin' for Them bitches the real big butts Now the sweat from forehead is Drippin' in my no fakin' no more Because you know you with the best You a key to my pad, but you tweekin' You try'na find a way to straight me
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