(What Im is the most. Im a player from coast to coast. So you ladies, make a toast. Heres to you, you, you you. If the truth is what you need, baby, check my pedigree. Come and take me on a shopping spree you, you, you, you.)
Hoes and Fucks and Bitches, and butts
Bitches be screamin for this eight demon And when you hear me Im to free the semen Wipe myself on couch cover If she any trash I flash my box cutter Cuz Im Than any pimp youve had in life hoe I talk soft, walk tall, carry a that bullshit Cuz if baby gets Im the liquor With piss and some Lysol Roll in a brown Lincoln a sticky bun Spot the block one thats gonna gimme some Cuz Im a I like the girls tattoos Yo, I once got busy in a Burger drive thru I em two at a time Make em say my name Aint never had But best believe Im game And thats the key: I fit words like Scrabble The inner city the thick herds of cattle Crusin street Pool ridin shotgun Got the flyest the Mississippi to Boston I got a house of porn To keep the warm The doors always honey Come the storm Yo, I got daddys little Ones always stay true Got an girl She the pubic hair blue And I gotta bitch that lives in Rich flavor She on business Im gettin down with the I gotta freak the bus me love with the free rides A hoes in St. Paul But only one from east Gotta a bitch With a at her apartment Rug burns all From fuckin her on the Got the mega hoes Make em all work the court Hit me off with a soft taco And a couple of bitches Bodies, jewels and tities And a hoe that in Fargo For when I escape the
But my one Out of all of em is your I sway the once have I been forceful She it on Like its a job she loves Yo lips are these? The response is Slugs.
The bitches Freak the and hairspray Downtown That like to fuck on the Northside Southside chicks Love to open married Up to the your relationship Excuse my I work it the way I trick em out mortals The I kick The I play what to say When Im at this buffet With all these morsels
But my one Out of all of em is girl I the tongue Never once have I forceful She it on Like its a job that she Yo whos lips is The response is Slugs.
Crusin down the In my babys moms February got the cracked Wearin a Hit the bus Yo boo, you cute me nine and a half weeks Ill have that sniffin too cum Across the rotten plain I know its hard young girl Let me soothe the I you baby up I understand Now lift up ass So I can these fuckin pants down Now the I dont do Are under eighteen Or at least I keep that a secret If you know what I I got sluts that love to give And I to watch The way they their tongue Up and my
Mother fucker! I cant believe sittin down here recording some bullshit like this!
Its just a man, its just a song, its like a joke man shit. Nah, its just a joke man.
Oh, you wanna be a pimp, huh? Well you pimp your way over to that neglected girl you got there.
Goddamn man, why you trippin on me in front of my friends man?
Yeah, thats what the fuck Im talking about. Mother fucker, you got a kid. How you gonna be rhymin about some bullshit like shit, man.
But my one Out of all of em is girl I sway the once have I been forceful She it on its a job that she loves Yo whos lips is The response is Slugs.
Aight, aight, aight, aight, aight, aight, damn. Yo Ant, I gotta go man. Ill be back next Sunday. Yo, yo, no, the keys man, Ill drive. Gimme the fuckin, no, fine you drive, fine.
pantyhose, pink lace Showin through the holes, pantyhose, pink lace Showin the hole
(Drop my drawers and the bitch said, Shit! Skinny mother fucker a fat ass dick.)