Lyrics:
the sex great
I kick dem hoes off but let the money stay
Makin' love to the money like a sextape
I'm talkin' Kim K I'm talkin' Ray J
Makin' love
bitches (let's go)
I know you with your folks, but that nigga is broke
You might as well open your legs up and let a nigga poke
I'm a show you what it is
And hi, ho, hand me my shovel
I'm liable to dig my hole deeper
And it's off to H-E double hockey sticks I go
I'm getting by with my wicked ways
I'm
again
Fucker, I'm kicking your ass for everything you've ever said"
It goes one for the money, two for the fuckin' show
Ready, get set, let's go
Here
my back pocket
My pen'll go off when I half-cock it
Got a fat knot from that rap profit
Made a livin' and a killin' off it
Ever since Bill Clinton
my back pocket
My pen'll go off when I half-cock it
Got a fat knot from that rap profit
Made a livin' and a killin' off it
Ever since Bill Clinton
matsogo
They know it's reezy ray in it
Ke saka le yena fede re saka le yona
Straight from the Ghetto rolling to Soweto
She like hang on and let go
You say
the way)
I'm officially part of the holidays like Mariah now, nigga (wow)
Let's go
Y'all couldn't wait for this shit to drop, it's part of hip-hop
Will
like me is hard to come by
The Patrón-ón? Let's go get it on
The zone-one? Yes, I'm in the zone
Is it two, three? Leave a good tip
I'ma blow all
Ohhhhhhhhhh!
Hey yo, check it out man
ICP's back in the haugh man
Violent J, man
2 Dope, man
Wicked clown, man
Fuck yeah, man
Hey, quick,
you pass it around
Come on, let's go to work
We got what'll make your body jerk
Make you throw your hands up in the air
Shake your booty and scream,
if he try
To take a flight again
It's simple and plain
(plane) I let it fly when the flight come in
The white come in
You slow? Go to Google search
right
It was a long night
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like me is hard to come by
The Patrón-ón? Let's go get it on
The zone-one? Yes, I'm in the zone
Is it two, three? Leave a good tip
I'ma blow all
the trap and go cuckoo in it
Aim for the head
When you see him put two in it
"Girl you wanna come to my 'Hotel'?"
Until I send one of my bitches over
To go
Chevy, Chevy, Chevy on the track man
Let's go, yo, what up baby, rest in peace to my cousin Cam
Let's get it, uh huh, uh huh, C-Pote where you
Let go
cm back up in the matrix
Matrix Reloaded bitch
Pt 2 pt 2 pt 2
Niggas steady scheming
Tryna catch me lacking
But I ain't never lacking
What
bras comme autrefois
J'attends que tes mains m'emmènent encore plus loin cette fois
Two years ago, I wrote this song
I never told you I was wrong
Not
a drink, clink, found the bud light
Bad bitches like me, is hard to come by
The patron own, let's go get it on
The zone own, yes, I'm in the zone
Is it
a bitch nigga he ran
We got this shit like Iran
Got a C4, ima run
And it's a 12, leave him by the gun
These bitches dumb, thinking I'm the one
Bullets finna
LeBron
Make a nigga disappear like J-Kwon
Body found by the Swans, nigga missing both of his arms
I ain't playing
I'm with the rat-tat-tat-tat
Shoot
they do for the Super Bowls
'Cause it's supposed to confuse you hoes
So flows lose you as usual, so juvenile
Two year old when I go to the studio
shall be forsaken
And a new age has begun
Day by day to the lay, I always took myself to school and did it with my due diligence
Got outta bed every
(yeah) (uh, uh)
Ay, yeah, yeah, and the string quartets (yeah)
Ray Chew and the Crunks
Uh, uh (one, two, one, two), you know
You gotta love it
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