(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, Tits and
be screamin for this eight inch demon And when you me screamin Im about to the semen Wipe myself on your couch If she talks any trash I flash my box Cuz Im Than any pimp youve had in your hoe I talk soft, walk tall, carry a Kill that Cuz if baby gets Im lacing the With piss and some Lysol Roll in a brown Lincoln Eatin a bun Spot the block Pick one thats gonna gimme Cuz Im a I the girls with tattoos Yo, I got busy in a Burger King drive thru I em two at a time em both say my name Aint had three But best that Im game And thats the key: Girl I fit words Scrabble The inner cowboy With the thick herds of Crusin street Gene Pool shotgun Got the flyest From the Mississippi to I got a house of porn To keep the warm The doors always open Come outta the Yo, I got daddys girls that always stay true Got an girl She the pubic hair blue And I gotta that lives in Kenwood Rich flavor She on business Im gettin with the neighbors I freak drives the bus Shows me with the free rides A hundred in St. Paul But only one from side Gotta a bitch With a pool at her Rug all over From fuckin her on the Got the mega mall Make em all the food court Hit me off with a soft taco And a couple of Stripper Bodies, and fake tities And a hoe lives in Fargo For when I the city
But my one Out of all of em is your I sway the Never have I been forceful She it on Like its a job that she Yo whos lips are The is always: Slugs.
The Richfield the lip-gloss and hairspray Downtown That like to on the staircase Northside chicks Suburban Love to open married Up to the Disturbin relationship my morals I it with the way I trick 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 sway the Never once I been forceful She it on its a job that she loves Yo whos lips is The response is Slugs.
Crusin down the In my babys moms got the windows 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 bein young girl Let me soothe the I understand you Straight up I Now up your ass So I can pull these fuckin pants Now the I dont do Are those eighteen Or at least I that shit a secret If you know I mean I got sluts love to give head And I like to The way they their tongue Up and my
Mother fucker! I cant believe youre sittin down here some bullshit like this!
Its just a song man, its just a song, its like a man shit. Nah, its just a joke man.
Oh, you be a pimp, huh? Well you better pimp your way over to that neglected girl you got there.
man, why you always trippin on me in front of my friends man?
Yeah, thats what the fuck Im talking about. 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 your I sway the Never once I been forceful She it on its a job that she loves Yo lips is these? 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.
Black pantyhose, pink Showin the holes, fishnets pantyhose, pink lace Showin the hole
(Drop my drawers and the said, Shit! Skinny mother fucker with a fat ass dick.)