Lyrics:
When ya come to Los Angeles
Los SKANLESS
Everything Scandalous
When ya come to Los Angeles
Los SKANLESS
Everything Scandalous
When ya come to Los
[ Hi-see ]
Bang, nigga
Hi-see's in the muthafuckin house
Check this shit out
We gon' get 2 Skanless on this muthafuckin track
I got all my
must got yo' mind.. your mind, your mind
Oooh! I told you she was skanless (skanless)
I didn't know you was a rest-havin pimpin
I thought you was
headrest and my rear view zone
Cause triflin' be skanless and the skanless might try to follow me home
Never tell a motherfucker what time you goin' cop
to they knees
Some niggaz will rescue a bitch
Some skanless niggaz'll let the ho bleed
If you gon' ride, nigga go'n ride
If you gon' hide, nigga go'n hide,
want to give it to me
But hey hoe, don't try and do me
I'm cool and patiently I been waitin
Skanless stuck-up bitches, them's the ones I be hatin
play em all 'cause they skanless and shady, nigga
Don't put your hands on em, 'cause they lock that ass up
But they try to hold me down so I can
warrants
Armed and considered skanless
I'll run 'em in for questoning
"Damn Mr. Officer, you know who you're fucking with?"
Threw on a beanie, 'bout
niggaz must be blind
Or that hoe must got yo' mind.. your mind, your mind
[E-40]
Oooh! I told you she was skanless (skanless)
I didn't know you was
til I'm falling asleep
I love skanless ass hoes cuz I'm skanless to you
Spit game give a fuck if ya mans witch u
Ima big dog always chasin the cat
skanless-ass bitches; you know how it go Boots
I meet a bitch, fuck a bitch
next thing you know you fuckin the bitch
You just pass it around and shit, pass
Thug Life
Shit don't stop
Well you're full beside you've had Downs Syndrome, motherfuckers
Weak ass niggas, skanless cunts, fuckin C.E.O.s
Put your
and sandals
To me it's unlikely that you're sheisty and skanless
To manage this dramaticness I call my rep
Every step stay on deck keepin bustaz in check
low life homies or skanless bitch
You gotta move it around, put it in the right hands
Maybe a judge, Make a PA your friend
Understand what really moves
the meal
Take it, 'cause once we get it, y'all come kick it
And bring them same skanless bitches (why?)
I got some homegirls layin' low in the kitchen
understand this, skanless niggas get fucked up
Number one on Billboard, bitch, y'all niggas still tryin' to come up
y'all niggas soup, I'm gumbo, ready
skanless
Now I gots to do some mothafucking damage
I'm leaving three corpses behind me:
Mhisani, Banks and that nigga named Randy
Now I'm calling on my nigga
like a shoe ah, um ah-um ah, hit 'em in the gut
Twitchin and itchin to get up, I hit 'em up
With some skanless to vibe to and ride to
with the stanky
my Cadillac, puffin Newports,
Eighteen on bump straight up bumpin' Too $hort
You caught in the middle of a skanless ass vibe,
We copped another sack
my Cadillac, puffin Newports,
Eighteen on bump straight up bumpin' Too $hort
You caught in the middle of a skanless ass vibe,
We copped another sack
motherf***er ours
If they don't feel me, they gon kill me
So Syke, get skanless n****)
Am I going to Hell or will I reach Heav-en? (hell naw)
After all
unlikely that you're sheisty and skanless
To manage this dramaticness I call my rep
Every step stay on deck keepin bustaz in check
Certified murder
mean
Just feel that
Thug Life
Shit don't stop
Well you're full beside you've had Downs Syndrome, motherfuckers
Weak ass niggaz, skanless cunts, fuckin
unlikely that you're sheisty and skanless
To manage this dramaticness I call my rep
Every step stay on deck keepin bustaz in check
Certified murder
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