Hoes and tramps
Fucks and sluts
Bitches scams
Tits and butts
[Verse 1]
Bitches be creamin' for this eight inch demon
And when you hear me screamin', I'm about to free the seamen
Wipe myself off on your couch cover
If she talks any trash I'll flash my box cutters
'Cause I'm rougher than any pimp you've had in your life ho
I talk soft, walk tall, carry a rifle
Kill that bullshit cause if baby gets trifled
I'm lacing the liquor with some piss and some Lysol
Roll in a shit-brown Lincoln, eatin' a sticky bun
Spot-check the block, big one is gonna gimme some
'Cause I'm a freak, I like the girls with tattoos
I once got busy in a Burger King drive-thru
I take 'em two at a time, make 'em both say my name
Ain't never had three, but best believe that I'm game
And that's the key game, girl I fit words like scrabble
The inner-city cowboy with the thick herds of cattle
Cruisin' lake street, gene pool ridin' shotgun
Got the flyest tricky's from the Mississippi to Boston
I've got a house full of porn to keep the vibe warm
The doors always open honey, come out of the storm
Yo I got daddy's little girls, ones that always stay true
I've got an uptown girl she dyes the pubic hair blue
And I've got a bitch that lives in Kenwood, rich townhouse flavor
She travels on business I'm gettin' down with the neighbors
I got a freak that drives the bus, shows me love with free rides
One hundred hoes in St. Paul but only one from east side
Got a Bloomington bitch with a pool in her apartment
Rug burns all over from fucking her on the carpet
Got the mega-mall hoes, make 'em all work the food court
Yo hit me up with a chicken soft taco and a couple of Newports
Got a stripper bitch with body jewels and fake titties
And a ho that lives in Fargo for when I escape the city
Fucks and sluts
Bitches scams
Tits and butts
[Verse 1]
Bitches be creamin' for this eight inch demon
And when you hear me screamin', I'm about to free the seamen
Wipe myself off on your couch cover
If she talks any trash I'll flash my box cutters
'Cause I'm rougher than any pimp you've had in your life ho
I talk soft, walk tall, carry a rifle
Kill that bullshit cause if baby gets trifled
I'm lacing the liquor with some piss and some Lysol
Roll in a shit-brown Lincoln, eatin' a sticky bun
Spot-check the block, big one is gonna gimme some
'Cause I'm a freak, I like the girls with tattoos
I once got busy in a Burger King drive-thru
I take 'em two at a time, make 'em both say my name
Ain't never had three, but best believe that I'm game
And that's the key game, girl I fit words like scrabble
The inner-city cowboy with the thick herds of cattle
Cruisin' lake street, gene pool ridin' shotgun
Got the flyest tricky's from the Mississippi to Boston
I've got a house full of porn to keep the vibe warm
The doors always open honey, come out of the storm
Yo I got daddy's little girls, ones that always stay true
I've got an uptown girl she dyes the pubic hair blue
And I've got a bitch that lives in Kenwood, rich townhouse flavor
She travels on business I'm gettin' down with the neighbors
I got a freak that drives the bus, shows me love with free rides
One hundred hoes in St. Paul but only one from east side
Got a Bloomington bitch with a pool in her apartment
Rug burns all over from fucking her on the carpet
Got the mega-mall hoes, make 'em all work the food court
Yo hit me up with a chicken soft taco and a couple of Newports
Got a stripper bitch with body jewels and fake titties
And a ho that lives in Fargo for when I escape the city
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