Ah, song is for all them bitches out there That think a nigga really supposed to pay way through life You know, like 'Scrub' shit It's also dedicated to that chicken head bitch that the lyrics
As we proceed, to give you what you down to my beats, as we bring the heat Make it bounce, bounce, drop it, pop it, on the Make it bounce, bounce, it, slap 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 room now an' do I say
Get your ass up that chair Peel them clothes off layer by Article by article, 'til I say Leavin' you overexposed the
There is sex in the room Me an' my homies gonna run a train soon goin' down, oh, my gosh Y'all get posh, I'll just
Talk about the hoes, well, I wanna do it But now I gotta put y'all back it Your nothin' meaningful, you screamin' fo? Really as if you know
sexuality is (You know the I get you in) The reason got the kids (They got a whole lotta too) There's somethin' that you do (You know, when you put that twist on it) That them niggas wanna fuck you
Hey, you say you a side job, make an extra knot Clubbin' at the jet strip horny spot Hop, stop an' it like it's hot Get burned, you gotta go in an' get a shot
Lookin' for a husband an' on your titty Fuckin' each an' other nigga in the city How the hell you think your boyfriend gon' it? You a fast song, get up an' get naked
Sellin' you a nice while you eat it up with you for a minute, then beat it up Underground laws, the still apply is an art reserved for the fly
An' she don't know why tryin' to harm her for a dick in shinin' armor Yellin', Save me, save me with a dick on breath Bitch, either get right or get
sexuality is (You the way you keep grindin' on niggas) The reason got the kids (An' you bound to a couple of 'em) There's somethin' that you do (You know you pop that thang) That them niggas wanna fuck you (An' the do too)
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Oh, a doubt, she lives to cum I'ma be mad if she you some? Dude, you could this trashy bitch Put a down on her, make me rich
Thank you for helpin' me to change my You're not my equal, hoe, fuck yo' Can't get mad if the bus come I'ma just bail 'cuz I no one
everything that come up out your mouth is a lie You spend a lot of time with your to the sky for a nut wit a nut comin' out a nut Got a nutty broke nigga, with her sorry butt
Bitch, you been warned Sugar Free has just been born An' I bet you couldn't your pussy ol' shut With a pair of grip pliers, bitch, you
Your is (You when you take yourself out there) The reason got the kids (An' you bound to have a of 'em more) There's somethin' that you do (You know you put it up for sale) That them niggas wanna fuck you (Talk buy one an' get one free)
The is (You ain't but a goddamn ride) The you've got the kids (An' you look like you it often) There's more that you do (Oh, your mama her ass whooped) That them niggas wanna fuck you (On second though, she just as bad, ol' bitch)