(What Im sayin 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 you, you, you, you.)
Hoes and Fucks and Bitches, and butts
Bitches be screamin for this inch demon And you hear me screamin Im about to the semen Wipe on your couch cover If she any trash I flash my box cutter Cuz Im Than any pimp had in your life hoe I talk soft, walk tall, carry a Kill that Cuz if baby gets Im the liquor some piss and some Lysol Roll in a brown Lincoln a sticky bun Spot check the one thats gonna gimme some Cuz Im a I the girls with tattoos Yo, I once got busy in a Burger King drive I em two at a time Make em say my name never had three But believe that Im game And thats the key: Girl I fit words Scrabble The city cowboy the thick herds of cattle Crusin street Gene Pool shotgun Got the trickies From the to Boston I got a full of porn To keep the warm The doors open honey Come the storm Yo, I got daddys little Ones that always stay Got an Uptown She the pubic hair blue And I gotta bitch that in Kenwood Rich flavor She on business Im gettin down the neighbors I freak drives the bus me love with the free rides A hundred in St. Paul But only one east side Gotta a bitch With a at her apartment Rug burns all From her on the carpet Got the mega mall Make em all work the court Hit me off a chicken soft taco And a couple of Stripper Bodies, jewels and fake And a hoe that in Fargo For I escape the city
But my one Out of all of em is girl I the tongue Never once have I forceful She it on its a job that she loves Yo lips are these? The is always: Slugs.
The bitches Freak the lip-gloss and women That like to on the staircase chicks Southside Suburban Love to married women Up to the Disturbin relationship my morals I work it with the way I em out mortals The words I The I play what to say When Im at this buffet With all these tasty
But my one Out of all of em is girl I the tongue once have I been forceful She it on Like its a job that she Yo whos lips is The is always: Slugs.
Crusin the street In my babys moms got the windows cracked Wearin a Hit the bus Yo boo, you cute Give me nine and a weeks Ill have that freak too cum Across the fruited plain I know its hard young girl Let me soothe the I understand you Straight up I Now lift up ass So I can pull these fuckin down Now the I dont do Are those eighteen Or at I keep that shit a secret If you know I mean I got that love to give head And I to watch The way move their tongue Up and my
Mother fucker! I cant believe youre sittin down here recording some bullshit this!
Its just a song man, its just a song, its a joke man shit. Nah, its just a joke man.
Oh, you wanna be a pimp, huh? Well you better pimp way over to that neglected girl you got there.
Goddamn man, why you always trippin on me in front of my man?
Yeah, thats what the fuck Im about. Mother fucker, you got a kid. How you gonna be rhymin about some bullshit like this shit, man.
But my one Out of all of em is girl I the tongue once have I been forceful She it on its a job that she loves Yo lips is these? The is always: Slugs.
Aight, aight, aight, aight, aight, aight, damn. Yo Ant, I gotta go man. Ill be back next Sunday. Yo, yo, no, gimme the keys man, Ill drive. Gimme the fuckin, no, you drive, fine.
Black pantyhose, pink Showin the holes, fishnets Black pantyhose, pink though the hole
(Drop my drawers and the bitch said, Shit! Skinny fucker with a fat ass dick.)