s a ass in my face There's a ass in my face There's a ass in my face There's a ass in my face Aw yeah there's definitely an ass in my face Aw I'd like
so I can what Tell your same face when I'm shooting guns is the same face I make when I fuck from back of my hand on your neck pressing your face against
The Party) X2 My time to burn so sit back and check the way I come through in the discotheque. I know you like what I got, my style, the original
good dirty ho They seen my boy recognize us from the party right Roll up hill in a bucket and straight open fire Let a sucker straight duck but my Boone
behind that screen name they're lame and their life is pretty plain M&M's with no nuts won't show up face-to-face straight bitch made like puppies on
some mo', I shut my Cadillac do' My hands on the grain, my pedal down to the ground Ain't got my license, back so I need to slow down Now I'm scrapin
was too stunt Studied for her Masters part time nurse I'll tell you how superb the ass is but who's looking I mean that's my man maybe I just took a
armor You the bitch ass nigga or a man of honor My hands wrap around your throat like a anaconda Then squeeze 'til your eyes pop out of your face Then
[Chorus - repeat 2X] Get your walk on, get your head right I know you feelin the shit, shit is dead right Get your bounce on, back dat ass up Bitch
up, that's the perfect sign to slit your throat, and bury your ass where no one can find you with my mask on, my paths leave no evidence black gloves
're just the cobra's dinner Ya'll ain't fuckin with me You n*ggas under a g Like the light part of my feet And so what them n*ggas left me When it get
man? You seen the new Jordans man? You see her ass yo? Yeah, yeah, that's crazy. [Singing:] Seein' with my ghetto eyes I walkeded with my ghetto feet I talkeded with my
rims man? You seen the new Jordans man? You see her ass yo? Yeah, yeah, that's crazy. [Singing:] Seein' with my ghetto eyes I walkeded with my ghetto feet I talkeded with my
some mo', I shut my cadillac do' My hands on the grain, my pedal down to the ground Ain't got my license, back so I need to slow down Now I'm scrapin
on my bu bu bullshit i move quick pullsix, bitches make it to sit on my poolstick, (to the left) i seek yo ass is ready willing enable, (to the right) yo ass
your name behind that screen name They're lame and their life is pretty plain M&M's with no nuts Won't show up face-to-face straight bitch made Like puppies
unseen, like Jean When I hack men The Unforgiven Left in prison in the Wu-Tang dirty dungeon Now, you succumbin' to my twelve part dirty dozens Flabbergasted
ride in the jakes, empty clips, hop on Amtrak Out of the state, broody shit, you and yo' man, right outta ya case Hold dis clip, blow your brain right outta ya face