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Songtexte: Ja Rule. I'll F*** U Girl (Skit).

Tell 'em
Reemo, distribution
Well, you know what we'll do, tell 'em
You know I
Whachya gonna do now?
Whachya gonna do?

Fuck ya, girl
Face down ass up
You know we like to
Fuck ya, girl

In the middle of the night
Put it in your butt
You know what's up
I'll fuck ya, girl

If the puss gets dry
And the bitch gotta curl
Rub it in ya hair, I wanna
Fuck ya, girl

With my dick in her mouth
Chokin' her out
Err
Still gonna
Fuck ya, girl

Ha ha ha
This mother fucker's straight

That's right, come on now
All you bitches
Ain't give me no pussy before in here
Ya know what I'd say
Oh, I ain't mad at you

Tina, you know what I'd do?
I'm gonna fuck you, girl
(A thousand dollars)
Sherry, I'm gonna fuck you, girl
(A thousand dollars)
Maria, I'm gonna fuck you, girl
(A thousand dollars)
Lisa, I'm gonna fuck you, girl
(A thousand dollars)

Those bitches across the world
I'm gonna fuck you, girl
Wait a minute, you mother fucking talkin' all that shit
That shit's comin' out your budget
Them hoes cost a thousand dollars a piece

Young ass nigger
But ya still my artist, Baby King
Ladies and gentlemen, Baby King
Ladies and gentlemen, God bless and good night

I wanna goddamn thank all the mother fuckers
Who put this together, my mother fucking self
Anybody who question me, hmm, hold on
Where's my mother fucking bouncers?