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[Intro]
No...fuck the bitches, fuck all the stank-ass hoes, all my
niggas know...Junior Mafia click, Gucci Don, you know how we play.
Fuckinī skanless-ass bitches. You know how it go Boots...I
meet a bitch, fuck a bitch, next thing you know you fuckinī
the bitch. You just pass it around and shit, pass the shit like
a cold and shit. Fuckīem.
[Verse 1:]
Now when Iīm fuckinī those Jen Iīm invincible
Donīt love no hoe, thatīs my priciple
īcause uh, bitches come (and uh) bitches go
Thatīs why I get my nut and I be out the fuckinī door
(You know) they might be the one to set me up
Wanna get their little brother to wet me up
Thatīs why I tote Tecs and stuff to getīem off my case
Just in case the little fucker ends up misplaced
I donīt give a bitch enough to catch the bus
and when I see the semen Iīm leavinī
Bitches be scheminī, I kid ya not
Thatīs why I keep my windows locked and my Glock cocked
One hoe said, "Big, why you so hard on us?
Why you swear all bitches are so scandalous?"
Thug nigga ītil the end, tell a friend bitch
īcause when I like ya, then ya go and fuck my friend bitch
(And you know that ainīt right)
[Chorus]
You know that ainīt right
With a friend of mine [x4]
[Verse 2:]
You see, I donīt sweat these hoes
I keepīem in flavours like Timboīs and Jibboīs
Bitches just like to play the Mary though
(Yeah we know, drop the scenario)
It was me, Dee, the MPV
The blunts and brew thang, knockinī some Wu-tang
M-E-T-H-Oh shit, look at them lips and them hips on that bitch
Dee hit the dip, so I can drop my mackadocious shit
Light the blunt clip, and recognize a pimp
Needless to speak, the Geeīs obsolete
Donīt sleep! Banged the skins in a week
On the creep up the avenue
I seen her on the block, who she rappinī to?
Thatīs my nigga Dee, damn he got Gee
Now she fuckinī him and fuckinī me, see
You know that ainīt right
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
Uh...now I play her far like a moon play a star
She still sweat me hard īcause Iīm a rap star
I be cruisinī up the block, I be passinī her
Pimpinī hard with the female passenger
And the only time I call her to hang
Is when me and Dee blunted up, pissy, scheminī on a gang-bang
She shouldīve used her intuition
Then she wouldnīt be classified in that position, listen
Sheīs sayinī I dissed her īcause Iīm fuckinī her sister
A message to the fellas, that really getsīem pissed, uh
But she started that fuckinī family
She fucked my man Dee, so why she mad at me?
Plus your sister look better than you
Give head better than you, pussy get wetter than you
So break the fuck out like a rash
Iīm glad I ainīt spend no cash to hit your nasty ass
Translate to:
[Intro]
No...fuck the bitches, fuck all the stank-ass hoes, all my
niggas know...Junior Mafia click, Gucci Don, you know how we play.
Fuckinī skanless-ass bitches. You know how it go Boots...I
meet a bitch, fuck a bitch, next thing you know you fuckinī
the bitch. You just pass it around and shit, pass the shit like
a cold and shit. Fuckīem.
[Verse 1:]
Now when Iīm fuckinī those Jen Iīm invincible
Donīt love no hoe, thatīs my priciple
īcause uh, bitches come (and uh) bitches go
Thatīs why I get my nut and I be out the fuckinī door
(You know) they might be the one to set me up
Wanna get their little brother to wet me up
Thatīs why I tote Tecs and stuff to getīem off my case
Just in case the little fucker ends up misplaced
I donīt give a bitch enough to catch the bus
and when I see the semen Iīm leavinī
Bitches be scheminī, I kid ya not
Thatīs why I keep my windows locked and my Glock cocked
One hoe said, "Big, why you so hard on us?
Why you swear all bitches are so scandalous?"
Thug nigga ītil the end, tell a friend bitch
īcause when I like ya, then ya go and fuck my friend bitch
(And you know that ainīt right)
[Chorus]
You know that ainīt right
With a friend of mine [x4]
[Verse 2:]
You see, I donīt sweat these hoes
I keepīem in flavours like Timboīs and Jibboīs
Bitches just like to play the Mary though
(Yeah we know, drop the scenario)
It was me, Dee, the MPV
The blunts and brew thang, knockinī some Wu-tang
M-E-T-H-Oh shit, look at them lips and them hips on that bitch
Dee hit the dip, so I can drop my mackadocious shit
Light the blunt clip, and recognize a pimp
Needless to speak, the Geeīs obsolete
Donīt sleep! Banged the skins in a week
On the creep up the avenue
I seen her on the block, who she rappinī to?
Thatīs my nigga Dee, damn he got Gee
Now she fuckinī him and fuckinī me, see
You know that ainīt right
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
Uh...now I play her far like a moon play a star
She still sweat me hard īcause Iīm a rap star
I be cruisinī up the block, I be passinī her
Pimpinī hard with the female passenger
And the only time I call her to hang
Is when me and Dee blunted up, pissy, scheminī on a gang-bang
She shouldīve used her intuition
Then she wouldnīt be classified in that position, listen
Sheīs sayinī I dissed her īcause Iīm fuckinī her sister
A message to the fellas, that really getsīem pissed, uh
But she started that fuckinī family
She fucked my man Dee, so why she mad at me?
Plus your sister look better than you
Give head better than you, pussy get wetter than you
So break the fuck out like a rash
Iīm glad I ainīt spend no cash to hit your nasty ass