Pimp niggas don't pay a dime, I'm fuckin 2 bitches at the same time Then I hit the studio and I write a rhyme, I Call it "Tramp Hoes Aint Hard to Find" Verse 1: I took 2 bitches to a hotel I told em both "you know I won't tell" Bitch, curiosity killed the cat you gotta lick the clit while I hit it from the back Don't be stingy girl, lick my balls too You was talkin big shit when I called you You said you never fucked another girl before And you wanted me to help you so Bitch, I took you down to the strip club I told you "look around, who you wanna fuck? A big fat dick comin from East Oakland" I stuck it in her mouth she started moanin I said "hang up, get off my telephone, bitch" I put the game down immediately I'm a vet from the town started freakin them freaks And once they started, they couldn't stop I fuck em for awhile then I kick back and watch Two bitches at the same time And neither one of these hoes is mine I don't give a fuck I'm a player I been doin this for years, I got bitches everywhere You think I'm payin hoes? You got the game distorted You a trick, mad cause you can't afford it Hook Verse 3: Them bitches kissed 20 minutes straight non-stop Strip girl on the bottom, lil momma on top It was beautiful, you know what happened next Spent 20 more minutes lickin each others breasts Two titty suckin hoes, navels and toes Bitch rolled her on her stomach, licked her asshole I was smokin on a fat one, layin in the cut After seein this shit, I aint wanna fuck I wanna see how long they can keep goin I don't know, I fell asleep on 'em When I woke up I was gettin my dick sucked These hoes horny as fuck, they can't get enough I was fuckin them sluts till the sun came up Nut in both their mouths, you ever done that stuff? Dog baby, this shit aint really nuthin to me You better handcuff your ho or I'll be fuckin your freak, nigga Hook Sing it, pimp niggas don't pay a dime I'm fuckin 2 bitches at the same time, Fuckin 2 bitches at the same time Let em know pimp niggas dont pay a dime, bitch Hit the studio and write a rhyme These tramps aint hard to find nigga Bitch 2 Bitches 2 of em. OptimusPrime at Fri Aug 15, pm.
Blueface bleed it clean
Suck Ma Dick Lyrics by 8-Bit
I have no love for hoes That's somethin I learned in the pound so how the fuck am I supposed to pay this hoe, just to lay this hoe I know the pussy's mines, I'ma fuck a couple more times And then I'm through with it, there's nothing else to do with it Pass it to the homie, now you hit it Cause she ain't nuthin but a bitch to me And y'all know, that bitches ain't shit to me i gives a fuck, why don't y'all pay attention Approach it with a different proposition, I'm Kurupt Hoe you'll never be my only one, trick ass beeeitch! You really don't know So I'd advise you not to trust that hoe Silly of me to fall in love with a bitch Knowin damn well, I'm too caught up with my grip Now as the sun rotates and my game grows bigger How many bitches wanna fuck this nigga named Snoop Doggy, I'm all the above I'm too swift on my toes to get caught up with you hoes But see, it ain't no fun, if my homies can't get a taste of it Cause you know I don't love em [Verse Four: Warren G] Whoa! Hey, now ya know, inhale, exhale with my flow One for the money, two for the btiches Three to get ready, and four to hit the switches In my Chevy, six-fo' Rad to be exact With bitches on my side, and bitches on back So back up bitch cuz i'm strugglin, so get off your knees and then start jugglin these motherfuckin nuts in your mouth It's me, Warren G the nigga with the clout Whoo! Links Lyrics.
Dr. Dre - Fuck With Dre Day Lyrics
Dre Lyrics 2. Dre] Yeah, Mista Busta, where the fuck ya at? Can't scrap a lick, so I know ya got your gat Your dick on hard, from fuckin your road dogs The hood you threw up with, niggaz you grew up with Don't even respect your ass That's why it's time for the doctor, to check your ass, nigga Used to be my homey, used to be my ace Now I wanna slap the taste out yo mouth Nigga bow down to the row Fuckin me, now I'm fuckin you, little hoe Oh, don't think I forgot, let you slide Let me ride, just another homicide Yeah it's me so I'ma talk on Stompin on the 'Eazy'est streets that you can walk on So strap on your Compton hat, your locs And watch your back cause you might get smoked, loc And pass the bud, and stay low-key B. Dre] Yeah, that's what the fuck I'm talkin about We have your motherfuckin record company surrounded Put down the candy and let the little boy go You knowhatI'msayin, punk motherfucker We want Eazy, we want Eazy [Verse Two: Snoop Doggy Dogg] Bow wow wow yippy yo yippy yay Doggy Dogg's in the motherfuckin house Bow wow wow yippy yo yippy yay Death Row's in the motherfuckin house Bow wow wow yippy yo yippy yay The sounds of a dog brings me to another day Play with my bone, would ya Timmy It seems like you're good for makin jokes about your jimmy But here's a jimmy joke about your mama that you might not like I heard she was the 'Frisco dyke But fuck your mama, I'm talkin about you and me Toe to toe, Tim M-U-T Your bark was loud, but your bite wasn't vicious And them rhymes you were kickin were quite bootylicious You get with Doggy Dogg oh is he crazy?
Verse One:. C Went solo on that ass, but it's still the same Long Beach is the spot where I served my cane Follow me, follow me, follow me, follow me, but don't lose your grip Nine-trizzay's the yizzear for me to fuck up shit So I ain't holdin nuttin back And motherfucker I got five on the twenty sack It's like that and as a matter of fact [rat-tat-tat-tat] Cuz I never hesitate to put a nigga on his back [Yeah, so peep out the manuscript You see that it's a must we drop gangsta shit] What's my motherfuckin name? Snoop Doggy, Do-owww-ohhhh-oggg yeah yeah yeah Snoop Doggy, Do-owww-ohhhh-oggg the bomb Da-duh-da-da-dah Do-do-do-do, doo-doo-doo-da-dahhh! Verse Two:. It's the bow to the wow, creepin and crawlin Yiggy yes y'allin, Snoop Doggy Dogg in the motherfuckin house like everyday Droppin shit with my nigga Mr Dr.