Verse one: ya}
I can never run out of bitches to right it My forget they name but I got how I get them out I told ya 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 lived in the I introduced myself the capital ya Ok? she asked me I like to drink I told her 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 punched this hoe, I the pussy out and I left, best believe I got them out I told you I'm a and I just Don't quit so I'm a talk some mroe shit Another I got partna out the three we call Him tee, now me and my nigga tee was the same Bitch named nicky, nicky was the 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 me some mail She took me to dinner, broke me off I up in her Now, boy you my nigga I know you don't trip But after the chorus won't ya for a bitch
Chorus: ya}
ya got a gangsta jazzy bitch Yella boy got a gangsta bitch Tec-9 got a gangsta jazzy But we lookin' for them bitches them Real big
Second verse: boy}
My story starts about my baby fuck ya, I wish I never met ya Keep my off ya, bam-mouse! I can it, 'cause I caught ya loose I'm sick of tired of the to left's and The I had to throw Now I'm goin' hoe Ya see, I want a popper the south So she work her mouth, my long dick her scream and shout Now where the big booty bitches who can bounce Stroke it up at the teli or at my I like to tear hoes up when I'm full of That dope, servin' up with the dick down they Like scope, I'm come like a gun at the head Hold the noise, let's get busy fuck the check I'm down dackaree go down the pussy Dizzy, now tell me do you the heat in yo stomach dizzy Break it off for the let my boy's hit it Fuck a nice, I want a freaky bitch 'cause I'm a gee game catch the m o four To be me you got to be low down and dirty hoe weigh uptown 'cause I'm a clown Turnin' you bitches smile into a freak I brought ya self-sex out Skeet from yo hip to yo titte hoe I the whole nine yard's plus yo heart hoe I want ya to back the up a step 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 spendin' what the fuck I want hoe All xl polo's with boo-koo thirty six waist
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Third verse:
From the to the nine-six I switched my life Last night I kangol's wife It's like over and We it on up Got to keep my eye's on these Out for my They need hair fixed and start to schemenin' Them hoes Tec-9 what ya like? I like a pretty bitch Tec-9 what ya like? I like a fine ass Tec-9 what ya well as a matter of fact I like a bitch Who ain't to suck the bozack My bitches is trippin' , got a mind full of silly It's a shame I had to diss the hoe Now I'll be solo now me Pimpin' a flock of got 'em workin' on the streets And I'm at home gettin' my sucked up the sheets I stroke the pussy To left I stroke the pussy to the Hot blowed, I'm down yo throat It's four thirty in the mornin' got to make it Before my wakes up and know she sleep alone It's the same rotation as I the penetration To yo body, I'm smokin' I'm fatty the moment is You me daddy, it's like over and over You twerk it on up but we for Them bitches with the big butts Now the sweat from forehead is Drippin' in my no fakin' no more Because you know you dealin' with the You a key to my pad, but you tweekin' You try'na find a way to straight me
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