Ah, song is for all them bitches out there That a nigga really supposed to pay they way through life You know, that 'Scrub' shit It's also dedicated to chicken head bitch that wrote the lyrics
As we proceed, to give you you need Gettin' down to my beats, as we the heat Make it bounce, bounce, drop it, pop it, on the Make it bounce, bounce, grab it, it, on the side
is dedicated to a bad hoe From, you don't recognize? I'ma let chu DJ Q U I K Get in my now an' do what I say
Get your ass up that chair Peel them clothes off by layer Article by article, I say enough you overexposed like the
There is sex in the champagne Me an' my homies gonna run a damn soon goin' down, oh, my gosh Y'all get posh, just watch
about the hoes, well, I didn't wanna do it But now I gotta put y'all back it Your nothin' meaningful, you screamin' fo? Really as if you didn't
sexuality is (You know the I get you in) The reason got the kids (They got a lotta jokers too) There's more that you do (You know, when you put that little on it) That make niggas wanna fuck you
Hey, you say you need a job, make an extra knot Clubbin' at the jet horny niggas spot Hop, stop an' drop it it's hot Get burned, then you go in an' get a shot
Lookin' for a husband an' lickin' on your Fuckin' an' every other nigga in the city How the hell you think your boyfriend gon' it? You a fast song, get up an' get naked
you a nice drink while you eat it up Negotiate with you for a minute, beat it up Underground laws, the still apply Mackin' is an art for the fly
An' she don't know why they to harm her for a dick in shinin' armor Yellin', Save me, save me with a dick on your Bitch, either get right or get
Your is (You know the way you keep on niggas) The reason got the kids (An' you bound to a couple of 'em) somethin' more that you do (You when you pop that thang) That make them niggas fuck you (An' the do too)
Bounce, bounce, drop it, pop it, on the Make it bounce, bounce, it, slap it, on the side it bounce, bounce, drop it, pop it, on the side Make it bounce, bounce, grab it, it, on the side Make it bounce, bounce, it, pop it, on the side Make it bounce, bounce, grab it, it, on the side
Oh, a doubt, she lives to cum I'ma be mad if she you some? Dude, you have this trashy bitch Put a down on her, make me rich
Thank you for me to change my mind You're not my equal, hoe, fuck yo' get mad if the bus don't come I'ma just bail I trust no one
'Cuz everything come up out your mouth is a lie You spend a lot of with your stomach to the sky Lookin' for a nut wit a nut out a nut Got a nutty broke nigga, sprung with her sorry
Bitch, you just been Another Free has just been born An' I bet you keep your pussy ol' shut With a pair of pliers, bitch, you tired
sexuality is (You know when you yourself out there) The you've got the kids (An' you bound to a couple of 'em more) There's more that you do (You know you put it up for sale) That make them wanna fuck you (Talk buy one an' get one free)
The is (You ain't nuttin' but a ride) The you've got the kids (An' you look you rent it often) somethin' more that you do (Oh, your need her ass whooped) That make them niggas wanna you (On second though, she as bad, ol' tryflin' bitch)