Dusty Bitches Part 1 Lil B

(Intro)

I'm a get to this err, Low Key part of the tape, you know
I'm about to freestyle on these, uh, dusty bitches, man
You gotta, you know just watch em', feel me, Real shit
You feel me, watch these Dusty Bitches

(Verse 1)

When I first met the chick, she was a visual piece
Light-skinned 5' 10', in my view she was leased
The bitch was on lock down, scooping from streets
But she got enough knowledge, to get through with ease

So we started calling phones, hooking up on the streets
She was telling me her problems, how she was crossed by her peeps
And, fucking talking, I was addressing with ease
Hit her momma's house... in peace

Started taking off her panties, she was pulling on minee
And then we started up, fucking in the sheets, and I buss a nut
Broke off my M-O Grease, started pulling up my pants
Buttoned up my fleece. I was almost out the door, hearing no creaks
Then her brother bossed it in a pro-baller no cleats

That was a big ass nigga, I had to kill him at least
So what I do now, I ain't got no gun, I ain't strapped so
I gotta back a nigga, with flash, cause that nigga man
I gotta kick some ass, while I bounce to the floor
Hit the grass, pass that shh, her beautiful ass