Yeah, uh, yeah, uh-uh, Beotch, on, yeah, uh, uh He-he ain't ready on now, turn me up a little bit
Every thing you heard yo my word You play the and repeat every word It get on your nerves to see how we Watches that shine with his and her furs
Straight from the to the suburb In the black suburb plucking birds, served ain't never learned how this world turn Thought it was over, huh now we
To whom it may concern when hot you burn Maybe it meant to be or it just ain't your turn The rules stern nigga get what you earn And we still in silence, nigga ya heard?
Y'all who y'all are, wanna battle? Better call An end to all that you legit? Spit a bar See I won the show got the illest flow Finding loads of rolls in my underclothes
It's the original and know I rock diamonds that's red, white and I'm undroppable, You can't hold me don't you know I'm unstoppable
wanna run up in my pussy like a Pap smear I'ma tell you know, just I told you last year ain't stickin' unless they lick the kitten, huh Too many bitches just be the dick
And I'm a picky one I my dicks rock hard Not the sticky ones that taste like Oh something missing the shower All up in your mouth You think I'm kidding?
everything we do we got a right to You me we despise you If what say is true we the baddest crew I'm far from so why should I be mad at you?
Pardon my but uh sometimes I get of peeved at these weak Emcee's these supreme baller like lyrics I call 'em like I see 'em G, niggas sound like me
Pardon my French but uh I get kind of peeved at these Emcee's You niggas got audacity you sold a million Now you're of me, get off my dick, kick it bitch
You must be out your or you must be high Fucking with the Teflon bitch the Sty No where shy see I make you cry The way I rock you to like a lullaby
Oh and by the way, you got one more day All you got to pay boo you got to say bring it on bitch, you ain't strong bitch Thought you'd be around wrong bitch
Got but love but when push comes to shove We turn to thugs and we put on them Commence to licking slugs you giving up More bags zipping up, fake thug, nigga
Pardon my but uh sometimes I get kind of at these weak Emcee's these supreme baller like lyrics I call 'em like I see 'em G, y'all sound like me
my French but uh sometimes I get kind of peeved at these Emcee's You got some audacity you sold a million Now you're of me, get off my dick, kick it bitch
my French but uh sometimes I get kind of at these weak Emcee's With these baller like lyrics I call 'em like I see 'em G, y'all sound like me
my French but uh sometimes I get kind of at these week Emcee's You niggas got some audacity you sold a Now you're half of me, get off my dick, it bitch