epp opp ork ahh ahh, that i love if you got dollas. yep, aint no there, lets go lets go if you choppin brocilli.
go If your at home talking to him on the phone, And he clone, no style of his own. You that you was gone, throwin back the patron. You aint wrong cause rather be with me in the zone. go Sorry, your lady has taken. You can us up in the mo wit the flow shakin, And I even the one thats bringin her home the bacon. You the one been talking kickin my face in? go You can do you gonna. it's My rebel persona, that got me dressin' red as I wanna, of you, stronger. The problem is you as a coma. You sick of me, but Im right here to put the on ya. go Got'em all frightened of the titan,you men too light to get fights in with the bison. Its so excitin' my reeled your wife in, I'll ruin your life when i produce a license!
go comin' through door, hella fast, slow, got the cash, and the pedal to the floor. go If you wanna ride, let me know. we can on the low. Whatcha standin there for? go You can hate Im dippin witcha mate. Out the gate, lets roll, lets bounce, lets skate. Lets go to the room, lets go to the lick. Lets go, boyfriend aint talking bout shit.
[Kutt verse] posted up squatin low like a pig, ya know this patron changed the whole of yo' shit. and i aint gotta decide to proceed with out a grip, so we can do it movin if its all on a bitch. go, they liken the skinny jeans and the kicks, an wells, but i aint into pleasin' the trick. I'm into topless Porsche's an to a six, so sit back an let the ingen breath a lil bit go but highly in the hooche holla area m.o. "money beezy's" got it from my uncle Larry though. super star ta many with out playin on your radio, to va-gina when she anit around va-nareal go kuttin kutty calhoun is the senario, kansas to oakland, folks be like there he go. tell em' it's "game" he soakes it up every where he go, an give you a problem for deniro, DAMN!
go Commin through the door, fast, never slow, got the cash, and the peal to the floor. go If you wanna ride, let me know. we can slide on the low. Whatcha there for? go You can hate Im dippin witcha mate. Out the gate, lets roll, lets bounce, lets skate. Lets go to the room, lets go to the lick. Lets go, boyfriend aint talking bout shit.
giddy up down, skip town, girl Is you ready to roll? Well shit, go. Hit that kc mo straight from the O'. I got that dro, sip that purp. we it Bow I hit that burb, and get that urge to down all your doors. Get in this car. Im a star, you aint noticed at these shoes, look at these jewels shinin on my neck. I spit that venom, then I send em in to her denim, And I'm in em, then I bend em, and I cant rememb'em'. I stay persistent and consistent it comes to pimpin. your hoe decisions ??form?? an sense it, wit no i go the distance when i hit it fuck i'm demented positions switchin' positions shiftin' i invented the art of fuckin' suduction we tit for tat and when she suckin i'm i'm tryin to hit here tat she say her dude name, but realy he's too fabby an tech n9ne you know we are too strange
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go Commin the door, hella fast, never slow, got the cash, and the pedal to the floor. go If you wanna ride, let me know. we can slide on the low. Whatcha there for? go You can hate cause Im dippin mate. Out the gate, lets roll, lets bounce, lets skate. Lets go to the room, lets go to the max. Lets go, Your aint talking bout shit.