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buffet of meat is all you can eat They´ll never see trough my disguise I´ll season them all with my special sauce I´ll bang the flesh to tenderize Babez Babez for breakfast and bitches for brunch Babez Babez for breakfast and more sluts for lunch
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Hook:] Where's some stripper bitches I need to tip some bitches Where's some stripper bitches I need to tip some bitches Where's some stripper bitches I need to tip some bitches Where's some stripper bitches I need to tip some bitches Bitch keep strippin' Bitch keep strippin'
bitch Come on you dick is under six inches Your mama sass browns like a witch Hey Hater you bitch You mother father bitch F***ing f***ing f***ing f***ing bitch You bitch bitch bitch bitch. Bitch! Bitch ye ye you bitch Ye you f***ing bitch ye ye Bitch bitch bitch bi
Chorus:] All my bitches eating, they get money All my, all my, all my bitches eating, while you hungry All my bitches bad and it's all good All my, all my bitches bad and it's all good [x2] [Verse 1:] My bad bitches eat good, well f*** you, eat 'em bro My bad bi
bitches, gimme mo bitches Bitches, bitches, gimme mo bitches Bitches, bitches, gimme mo bitches Bitches, bitches, gimme mo bitches Woop woop woop, gimme mo bitches Woop woop woop, gimme mo bitches Woop woop woop, gimme mo bitches Woop woop woop,
bitches, have you begun again? Texico bitches, I think you found a friend Texico bitches, the air you breathe is real Texico bitches, why do you like to steal? I wanna be fair Like a wannabe fag Texico bitches, this town is going down (Sparkle like an o
bitches do stuff, fake bitches say shit Real bitches do stuff, fake bitches say shit Real bitches do stuff, fake bitches say shit Real [Verse 1:] They can't play games, homie I don't work with them I always get it done and never get to work with them Right, you're f***ing with
my shit bang, it bang bang b-b-bang, my shit bang it bang bang I guess I went commercial Just shot a commercial When I flew to the set though I aint fly commercial And the ad is global, yep Your ad was local Where we shot it was a lot of different agriculture’s So I
ain't nothin'' y'all can teach me I been locked up more times than Sweet Pea See I'm from Norfolk here's a coffin if ya slee-py Turn ya children into orphans tryna sneak me Or tryna creep me, the realist shit I ever spoke So I'ma spit it when I finish, I'ma slit my
I didn't want you, I wouldn't be spending my time with you girl, I'd probably be with my bitches, my bitches, my bitches, my bitches, yeah. If the rehab didn't work, you wouldn't see me at night, I'd probably be, doing lines with my bitches, my bitches, my bitches, my bitches, ye
feels so good Glassface Yea Bitch, you need to f*** with me I'm a show you bout luxury Yea, you already know man You need to come f*** around with the... Ya feel me? You already know who I am man I don't need a bitch to replace a bitch That last bitch talk about
like you bitches like you bitches like you See it's bitches like you dat try to take my manhood. It's bitches like you dat make me no good. It's bitches like you dat make me go mad. It's bitches like you dat make me feel bad It's bitches like
got twenty racks on my new jeans I got ten more in my blue jeans I walk in then I turn up Pimp tight liked I'm permed up I heard broke bitches talkin' like they rollin' like us Man, these bitches sound shermed up And these bitches be mad at us Because these b
got twenty racks on my new jeans I got ten more in my blue jeans I walk in then I turn up Pimp tight liked I'm permed up I heard broke bitches talkin' like they rollin' like us Man, these bitches sound shermed up And these bitches be mad at us Because these bitches so down to
love all bitches! Round, square, oval bitches Rich, poor, slave bitches Smart, dumb, crazy bitches Prude, horny, dirty bitches Fat, tall, skinny bitches Bi, straight, gay bitches Cool, nerdy, stuck up bitches Ghetto, yuppy, valley bitches High, low, middle bitches S
Intro] Somebody tell me why Lil B is the rawest rapper ever. I can raise my hand to that. Hmm. You know who got bitches? You said that enough. No I didn't. I got bitches. Hmm. That seems like a pretty... Logical assumption. I believe it. You don't
flex bitches, I'm a tell you this, bitch, Fifty grant show and I'm a f*** the whole crew. Young base got bitch, put me on the head list, I'm a f*** the bitches, I'm number... F***ing five bitches and they ain't no outcome, Young base gotta f*** a bitch full of m
Intro:] Yeah, yes I got alot of bitches, yeah! Everybody knows I got alot of bitches P.Y.T mixtape Lil B, feel me? I got alot of bitches Everybody know! [Verse 1:] You can tell I got alot of bitches Would you be mad if I had 52 bitches? I don't
f*** with bad bitches, only f*** with bad bitches Only f*** with bad bitches, bad bitches, bad bitches Only f*** with bad bitches, Only f*** with bad bitches Only f*** with bad bitches, bad bitches, bad bitches Only f*** with bad bitches, Only f*** with bad bitches Only
bitches deep. Fifty niggaz. I'm fifty bitches deep. Fifty bitches Fifty deep. Fifty niggaz. I'm fifty niggaz deep. Fifty niggaz. ("Check it out, I got some bitches wit' me too though.") Fifty niggaz deep. Fifty niggaz. Fifty niggaz deep. Fifty nig
Intro:] Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God Basedgod I gotta tell you something OH. MY. God. Lil B, guess what? Guess what? I heard something. I heard a rumor. Guess what? You did a great job. Oh my God, I heard you f***ed a thousand bitches. You need a trophy! [Hook:] I f***ed
yo feelings bitch. Hahaha [Hook:] I do the shit these bitches is too p**** to I do the shit these bitches is too p**** to I do the shit these bitches is too p**** to You too p**** to, you too p**** to I do the shit these bitches is too p**** to I do the shit
Chorus] Hit the club with bad bitches stackin' hundreds bunch of 50's Super Clean sho' get em hit the scene, kill shit we in the murda Bizness I kill pride I hurt feelins click clack bang bang we in the Murda Bizness My outfit Merk Bitches click clack bang bang w
there a hater in the room? Is there a hater in the room? Is there a hater in the room? 1, 2, 3. F*** you, niggas, I swear I care about everything but these niggas Don't pay your child support niggas. So f*** you, bitches, I swear I care about everything but you, bitches. You be
Let me get that, Let me get that, oooh I get it when I get that, ooh I spend it when I whip that Flossin' on them haters, It’s that boss - the bitch, that caker Trick's dad's born to tip that shaker He's forfeiting all that paper Niggas coug
, rollin', all my bitches rollin' All my bitches rollin', rollin', rollin' All my bitches rollin' and I love that shit Them commas comin' Rollin', rollin', all my bitches rollin' Rollin', rollin' All my bitches rollin' and I love that shit Them commas comin' quick Look, show you
got style I got the stereo on Hot child Out the door and I'm gone I dance hard I hit the floor like a bomb Don't get me started You know they're playing my song And it feels so good Just watch my bitches go We'll dance like we're getting ol
m on that good kush and alcohol (yeah) I got some down bitches I can call I don't know what I would do without y'all I'm a ball 'til the day I fall (ball, ball, ball, ball) Yeah, long as my bitches love me (my bitches love me) (Yeah, yeah) (Yeah, yeah) I can give a fuc
you're wearing sweat pants. It's Monday (So?) So that's against the rules and you can't sit with us (Whatever) You can't sit with us! Coca spittin fire but this outfit on some icy shit Bitches 'bout that life around the world is who I'm likely with Ain't been of
know about me, do you feel me? I'm a tell you why we in this mothaf***ing we're going crazy man, Hey man, this the mothaf***ing bitch my task for his party Base boy party, you already know we thuggin' I need some bitches, I need some bitches, I need some bitches,
Intro:] Welcome to Based Welcome. This is Lil B Everybody put your hands in the air [Verse 1:] I'm rolling through these cits I got bitches on my dick These niggas f*** with me Because I have respect And cause I Based freestyle They gotta cut me a check All these bitches on
feat. 9 Inch Dix) Yes Greetings Loveboys You inside the line of this big experience for the 2000 plus C.I.S (oooo)oh we still in it...Dig This!(Pimp Time) [Hook: (Snoop Dogg)] She was the type of girl to play (Which one of u bitches like me) I
Intro] (You are now listening to a Bobby Johnson beat.) Blehhh [Chorus] Riding round town with a couple of my bitches Riding round town with a couple of my bitches Riding round town with a couple of my bitches Riding round town with a couple of my
quot;Konichiwa bitches" "Konichiwa bitches" [Method Man] What up, what up, these niggaz suck They can't hold a fort, better hold that thought, B. If I can't get it off, see my attitude is MSG F*** it, I'm salty, the game been loss
s to our good guy, he hooked it up Said if I was in NY I should look you up I, first time I done saw you You text nothing like you look Here's to the gay bar you took me to Here's when I realized you talk so much, more than I do I, it's highlights when I w
Intro:] You know motherf***ers said I have bitch troubles NO, what the f***?! I'm a tell you about the pink flame though You know some people said I have a theory, A theory of bitches You know my bitches said? Lil B... You're great Somebody told me
toy named Troy, used to live in Detroit Big dope dealer money, he was gettin' some coins Was in shootouts with the law, but he live in a palace Bought me Alexander McQueen, he was keeping me stylish Now that's real, real, real Gun in my purse, bitch, I came
yeah, huh? (prr) Ooh, Lil Pump, Lil Pump (prr) Ooh (yeah!) I f*** foreign bitches, I ride foreign cars I f*** foreign bitches, I ride foreign cars Bitch, look at my wrist, all you see is stars I f*** three bitches in one day, off a bar I ride foreign cars, ooh I ride forei
hips are pang-pang-pang Boys ask Time time time My lips are nyam-nyam-nyam Where I go dang-dang-dang When I get on stage cha-cha-cha Run run bang-bang-bang Disco pang-pang-pang Hello Bitches nananananananananananana x 4 Where am I? Shopping, spre
anaconda don't My anaconda don't My anaconda don't want none Unless you got buns, hun Boy toy named Troy, used to live in Detroit Big dope dealer money, he was gettin' some coins Was in shootouts with the law, but he live in a palace Bought me Alexander McQueen, he was kee
you could see yourself now, baby It's not my fault You used to be so in control You're going to roll right over this one Just roll me over, let me go You're laying blame Take this as no, no, no You bang, bang, bang, bang and bang, blame, blame, blame You bang, ba
Verse 1] I got a bitch with pearls a bitch teeth with golds A bitch on da shelf and a bitch that's sold I got a bitch down low and a bitch Im doing publicly A bitch I cant stand and the bitches still lovin me I got a bitch I beep a bitch I call a bitch in thongs and o
one was the prettiest? Which one was the wittiest? Which one was the shadiest to me? Your suburban little cult wouldn't have them know But you sure found the time to tease me You always looked perfect Yeah, so what, I cared Now I'm down with who I am But you're still stuck u
it's the handsome, yeah I'm on a lazy flex, I'm on a lady flex Never at the gym, everyday I'm having sex I'm on a lazy flex, I'm on a lady flex Bitches fall in love, bitches love the rough sex Slap her face, f*** her in the butt Bitches like to know their place and I
Verse 1: Kehlani] Pretty soon I'ma take your phone Or you should hide it in yo pockets until you get home Don't wanna see no tweets about the night we shared Don't wanna hear reasons for it, baby I don't care You and I both know I'm not just anybody And I regret bringing yo ass to
know a place where the bitches suck my dick.. 1 maybe 2.. they suck my dick up in the water.. sucking on my dick, right up underneath the palm tree.. bitches break their necks, try´n to creep up on my penis.. You can f*** up the world.. but nothing comes close to a gol
One big room full of bad bitches And we stunting like Gucci Gucci, Louis Louis, Fendi Fendi, Prada (One big room full of bad bitches) Basic bitches wear that shit so I don't even bother (One big room full of bad bitches) Gucci Gucci, Louis Louis, Fendi Fend
Chorus:] Now come here miss lady, can I date you baby? Make you coo-coo crazy for cocoa I can loot you mami, I can scoop you mami I can Coupe you mami with no dough Now up jumps the boogie, the Range grain is cookie We bang bang, we boogie to the beat My thang stain
the game, get cash, get paid, Get your money, get your power, get your bitches man! Play the game, get cash, get paid, Get your money, get your power, get your bitches man! Play the game, get cash, get paid, Get your money, get your power, get your bitches man! It's sim
is about to get real serious Busta Rhymes, Flipmode Squad, Swizz Beatz, check it out [verse 1] yo it's like tic tac toe the god is back, make bitches say hoe blow shit, roast ya than down in Waco big foot raps nigga let's make dough pull up to the lot, valet t
handsome B.I.G. is grabbing the mic once again Representing the [?] people Massive All these bitches wanna lick my ice cream I'm telling you, son, I'm living your dream These bitches, they just dig my blue f***ing eyes (Oh my god) I save the best for last - surprise All these b
Intro:] Man you f***ed it up for these other hoes Man you f***ed it up for these other hoes [Verse 1:] You know you bad So a nigga like me ain't even gotta tell you that Soon as I hit your city you're like, where you at? So I pull up at your crib and come handle
[x5] [Hook:] Them bitches screaming out, Sosa Who always off the loud, Sosa Shooting niggas down, Sosa I'm at the top, you niggas down, Catch up Them bitches screaming out, Sosa Who always off the loud, Sosa Shooting niggas down, Sosa I'm at the top, you nig
is my mama at I need my baseball bat I need the baseball bat Don't forget, how easy you forget I'm a collector at a hard breaking sweat I know my body breaking sweat trust me gimme zone [?] That f***ing bitch what you think I made of I try to live in another
Bigga, you know who it is I'm about to make a bitch drink a bucket of gizz one shot to the eye socket one to the mouth she in the ring with a king when she go down south Don't Cha wish your man had a dick like mine porn star status two at a time
Bigga, you know who it is I'm about to make a bitch drink a bucket of gizz one shot to the eye socket one to the mouth she in the ring with a king when she go down south Don't Cha wish your man had a dick like mine porn star status two at a time hol
bang bang Bang bang bang Bang bang bang Bang bang bang Is it the way that you're movin' The way that you're makin' my heart beat Is it the sound of your voice The way that you're talkin' to me Is it the scent of your hair The look of your smile, I don't know Is it the way
Intro): What! What! What! What! What! What! What! What! What! What! What! What! (Hook): I ain`t one to spark shit But this is dedicated to them bitches who talk shit They wanna run their damn lips But all they really want is some more attention F*** them bi
Intro): What! What! What! What! What! What! What! What! What! What! What! What! (Hook): I ain`t one to spark shit But this is dedicated to them bitches who talk shit They wanna run their damn lips But all they really want is some more attention F***
got the bitches, I got the candy, I got them whole, he knows who's on me, F*** that, nigga, I arrive in the foamy, Bitch know she want me, I'm a show you who got it. F*** around with me, bitch, I'm a show you a little profit. Swag on round here, came to the chopper, Fifty thousand
need these girls to get real nasty It's that pink flame mixtape, It's your boy lil b [Hook:] You know I eat p****, let's get one thing understood Before I f*** your bitch, you gotta let me know it's good You can f*** my bitch, you can f*** my bitch You can
Swag! I be on that shit, bi-bi-bitches on my dick Said bi-bi-bitches on my dick, bi-bi-bitches on my dick (swagg!) I be on that shit bi-bi-bitches on my dick Said bi-bi-bitches on my dick, bi-bi-bitches on my dick (swagg!) Bitches on my dick cause I swagg to the maximum Bitches
Intro: Bokoesam] Deze fles 43 die gaat never nooit op Deze fles 43 die gaat… [Bokoesam] Deze fles 43 die gaat never nooit op Die gaat never nooit op Dus ik geef het aan die bitches en ze drinken het op Ey, ey, ja ze nemen het op Deze fles 43 die gaat never nooit op Die
Ice Cube] When you see me on ya block, call the police Let them motherf***ers no here come the beast Oh, in the late night hour [Ice Cube] Straight out of Compton, a crazy motherf***er named Ice Cube And I'm rollin' with the motherf***in' Neptunes
Producer Tag] Buddah bless this beat [Chorus: 21 Savage] AP on me, iced out, tennis chains iced out Whole pointers 'round my neck, lookin like a lighthouse (shine) Yeah nigga piped down, choppa make it pipe down Runnin' man, runnin' man, catch me if you can Bad bi
gon' change things Yea, Genesis niggaz We gotta introduce y'all to the motherf***in new millenium bounce Yea, two-thousand and one hot shit hot shit c'mon All my niggaz in the place, all my bitches in the place C'mon, c'mon, let's get to it Let's get to it
Chambers, Khia; Williams, Michael; Merriweather, David; All my bad ass bitches, f*** them jealous ass bitches (J-j-jealous, j-j-jealous) All my bad ass bitches, f*** them jealous ass bitches (J-j-jealous, j-j-jealous) All my bad ass bitches, f*** them jealous ass bit
s here f***ing 10 bitches Call me Lil B, I have many bitches I woke up and then I called 10 bitches I believe that you don't have this many bitches I called 20 bitches when I caught a cold And every bitch... Answered the f***ing phone! When Basedgod calls it's im
gon´ change things Yea, Genesis niggaz We gotta introduce y´all to the motherf***in new millenium bounce Yea, two-thousand and one hot shit hot shit c´mon All my niggaz in the place, all my bitches in the place C´mon, c´mon, let´s get to it Let´s get to it, let´s ge
Intro:] Oh my God Based God You're so cool Oh my God, wow Hey, Based God, what you doing? You having a party? You got so many bitches You're cool Based God, wow Oh my God Based God, I want you to f*** my bitch because you're so cool I'm damn near ready to lose
Intro:] This is what happens when you have so many bitches You get depressed and go insane Oh my God based God, yeah [Verse:] I got bitches, this real bitch music F*** hating suckas I got the girls to prove it My bitch look good, she the same as color a
bang,bang bang, bang,bang i've been loking at you you've been loking at me friend are watching us too it's so easy to see man this place is getting hot tonight and i've got the feelin' so will we everybody's screaming one two three!!(Hey!) bang,bang,bang cath
Hook] Last time I felt like this I swear I was on one Last time I felt like this I swear nigga on one I be on some shit they ain't ready for Pull up in the world, they ain't ready for With a bunch of bad bitches, they ain't ready for See high they get,
Chorus] Aye aye I'm out here f***in' bitches though Who are you? I'm out here gettin' riches though Who are you? I'm out here f***in' bitches though Who are you? I'm out here gettin'.. aye Who are you? I'm out here f***in' bitches though Who are you? I'm out here gettin' riche
okaye okaye okaye (I'm cominnnnn) Now whose hot, whose not? Shorty du whoop, it's Cool you blood clot, (COOL), you come to the spot see if you Don't get got, see if you don't get got when the semi go cop, I'm like ayee what the f*** a bitch think? (uh huh) Nick, you know
needed you like the stars need the night, but you left me in the dark here to die. And we had something that money could never buy, but you ruined it with all your twisted lies. Bad bitches don't cry, we just get even, even, so raise your fists, yeah, raise 'em to the s
Intro] [?] to these bitches because we are not the same Woah, yeah Kenny, oh my f***ing, Rico [Verse 1] G-G-Goodness gracious, I might give a f*** on a rare occasion I would steal my sauce too, ‘cause it’s outrageous Do whatchu gonna do, you don’t gotta explain
Verse 1] I popped a couple mollies Then I hopped in that ferrari With a couple ratchet bitches, all they wanna do is party Got like 4 grams in my blunt (My blunt) Promethazine in my cup (My cup) Couple 808s in my trunk I'm a bossy bitch, so wassup!
we gettin' money we spendin' money there's june money and decemeber money theres summer money and winter money cold-co-co-co-cold. clothes on top of clothes i'm flyer than a bird and i'm shittin' on you hoes whatchu know bitch i'm on. and can't nobo
Hook:] If you a bad bitch Show them titties, ass meat Tell em' broke bitch, watch me Watch me, watch me, watch me Ball, ball, ball, ball Watch me ball, ball, ball Wa-watch me, ball, ball, ball Watch me, ball, ball, ball Watch me [Verse 1: Trinidad James]
was born on a railroad track With the weight of the world strapped to my back Born to be a soldier boy, born to be a soldier boy Looking for a life in a graveyard town If you never get lost, you never get found Born to be a soldier boy, born to be a soldier boy Born to
Intro] B-b-bang-bang, b-b-bang-bang, bang-bang, b-b-bang B-b-bang-bang, b-b-bang-bang, bang-bang, b-b-bang B-b-bang [Verse 1] They say that imitation is a form of flattery The way you copy-paste them goes unflatter me And I'm losing patience and I'm sick of s
score Lotta years ago Fine aussie lady had a bad bitch And she grew to be me F*** a dime, I’m a dollar Katsuya lunch Bitch dine at Kitana Rattle, Dolce and Gabanna Diapers killin' your expenses Bottle’s Hermes, bitch If I burp that spit expensive Wrong, kill a bitch with the h
score Lotta years ago Fine aussie lady had a bad bitch And she grew to be me F*** a dime, I’m a dollar Katsuya lunch Bitch dine at Kitana Rattle, Dolce and Gabanna Diapers killin' your expenses Bottle’s Hermes, bitch If I burp that spit expensive Wrong, kill
you intend to live again, then open your eyes and don't pretend you're feeling there's nothing worth believing. God, if you persist you'll die like this, and wither in the midst of your first season, cut down with no reason. How can you be so near and not see everything? If you i
Chorus] Muthaf***ers calling my phone 1-800-Bone Boy ain't you know? I can back it up like a tonka truck So call my phone phone 1800-Bone Say you got that gun? That ak47 Bang! bang! bang! [Verse 1] Iggy got that secret service this that presidential shit Get the busy tone
Chorus] Muthaf***ers calling my phone 1-800-Bone Boy ain't you know? I can back it up like a tonka truck So call my phone phone 1800-Bone Say you got that gun? That ak47 Bang! bang! bang! [Verse 1] Iggy got that secret service this that pre
Verse 1] Bitches better off leavin' their mans at the hotel waitin' Players drinkin', posted up flingin' out bands That's for them hoes be naked Poppin' p****, pullin' it, shakin' it Smokin' hot, boilin' pot She got that chocha, that cobra, that clutch-em-up I make 'e
was five and he was six We rode on horses made of sticks He wore black and I wore white He would always win the fight Bang bang He shot me down, bang bang I hit the ground , bang bang That awful sound, bang bang My baby shot me down Seasons came and changed the time Wh
DMX) Uh, uh, uh, uh, f*** you bitch Straight up, don't give a f*** about you bitch He can't get off without you bitch And he get ghost, took off like somethin ain't right But I really feel this bitch is, frontin ain't right So I, walk with it like THIS
bits and pieces, falling through the corners box of broken lices, lined up in an order I'll do what you tell me, we can have it your way I'll tell you your future, you tell me your story I'm going out with a bang I'm going out with a bang I'm going out with a
huh... [Verse 1:] Now every club promoter wanna bid like auction Cause we pack show Cel-tics like Boston You see me in the lobby taking pics I'm flossin After every pic gotta fix my corset I am running this shit I am so exhausted Batter up bitches but approach
(I dont' know what they thought) Hangmen 3 Runnin off topic [Chorus] Aiyyo, stop what ya doin and bang ta dis Put ya glass down and grab a chick Don't even think you can hang with this Bitch-ass niggas can't hang with this Blunts, bitches, cli
Intro: Lil Xan] I'm gonna mute you just for a second, while I do this but I'm gonna keep it on Okay Yeah, yeah, ooh, yeah Xanarchy Ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah, ooh I f*** dat bih, yeah, I f*** dat bih, yeah I f*** dat bih, yeah, I f*** dat bih, yeah I f*** dat bih, yeah, I
DMX] Uhh [Nokio] DMX, Sisqo.. [DMX] Yo, what these bitches want from a nigga [Nokio] Dru Hill, know what I'm sayin? [DMX] What these bitches want from a nigga [Sisqo] Hmmm (Ruff Ryders) DMX break em off [DMX] What these bitches want from a nigga [Sisqo] Break em off
Intro] Xanarchy [Chorus] I'm saved by the bell, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah) I'm saved by the bell (uh, ooh) I'm saved by the bell, yeah I'm saved by the bell, oh I'm saved by the bell I'm saved by the bell, yeah I'm saved by the bell, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah) I'm saved by the b
you say we're falling It's gonna be on our feet We're gonna take it to town We'll ride the dark side of the street If you think we're not fighting Like we used to do So are you ready for this You might learn a bit a trick or two 'Cause all those years of rockin' hard
Bridge ya goddamn bitch - muthafuking - ow ya motherf***ing shit this is for you bitches know the hour anytime for bitches know the hour anytime for bitches know the hour everytime for ow - you switch me sick make me the prick - now this is for you oh - homegirls attentio
don't gang bang, hoe, I just gang bang these hoes And I keep like eight jays rolled, then I face them after my shows And I got your main thing bro, on my dangalang when she swang and hang like an orangutan But you don't really want a part of me, 'cause e
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