Lyrics:
I'm playing Checkers while they're playing Chess
They make the big moves and make me a little less
Even when I win, beat the pants off of the best
servin' faggot ass tarts
Hang with them chaldeons, them Taliban talkers'll
Beat the pants off you for bein stand-off
Or, get your tan darkened, from
the pants off my aching buns
You know going uphill I'd hit my stride
But coming down she'd sail on by!
When I finally caught up with her
She says "Not
You're gonna have to beat the fuckin' pants off me
To take my belt, word to Pacquiao
Momma said there ain't nothin' else to talk about
Better go in that
Nigga please
I don't give a fuck nigga what a fuck nigga
Think about me
I just dance on a beat
Take the pants off the beat
Hit it with my hands in the air
You're gonna have to beat the fu-in' pants off me
To take my belt, word to Pacquiao
Momma said there ain't nothin' else to talk about
Better go in that
pull my pants down and beat off into the pond
I eat in the pond
And I fuck in the pond
I roll my pants up to my knees and dip my feet in the pond
Feeling
Take off my pants she climbs on my penis
I get that paper like flyers I need it
I been that nigga since I was a fetus
My diamonds changing the climate
fell off my pants (Aye!)
My dick just fell off my pants (Yuh!)
My dick just fell off my pants (Aye!)
My dick just fell off my pants (Aye!)
My dick just
(I am General Larry Platt dot com)
(Las Vegas)
(Yeah, I hear pretty good)
Woo get your pants off the ground
Pants on the ground
Pants
Lemme see the way
You transform it
This is a pants party
A without yo pants party
So take yo pants off
And just shake that ass
Woman
This is a pants party
The girls
Dem ah tek off
Dem lang pants
Dnd dem ah put on
dem Shart pants
The girls
Don't want to wear
Lang pants
All dem want is
Shart pants
Is only
worry 'bout that, I'm Z-O-E, shorty, I ain't tricked off since '93
She's coming straight up out of her pants
(She's coming straight up out of her
me
Always keeping an eye on me
When I'm off or fallin off, she goin' keep me right on beat
But I rather have her ride on me
'Cus she only want my
Pants Pants Pants Pants
Pants Pants Pants Pants
Pants pants take off your Pants
Pants Pants take off your pants
Hands Hands show me your hands
pants)
Honey, what would it hurt?
Take off that shirt
Babe, we have already come this far
Get out of your clothes
Or get out of my car
Whichever
problem with that?
Said my niggas don't dance we just pull up our pants
And do the rockaway, now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back
Come on
I
boy take off your pants
I wanna eat it out
The dick deploy dig how he dance
He wanna beat it out
I redeploy it with my toy and
Yeah he cleaned it out
problem with that?
Said my niggas don't dance we just pull up our pants
And do the rockaway, now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back
Come on
I
Pants time
Whoa whoa whoa whoa
Pants time
Uh huh
Take your pants off, put your pants on
No matter how you do it you can't do it wrong
Pants time
Uh
a deuce deuce (Deuce deuce)
My pants they loose (Loose)
My nigga ran off on you (He did)
Command then shoot (Then shoot)
In my hand a deuce deuce(Deuce
Got a full time job, shawty
Took it off for the night, yeah
I'm the nigga that you like
I'ma beat it up for life
I ain't never 'bout to lie
If you
they hold my pants up
I been broke all my life now I got my bands up
I just bought a new Ferrari and I chopped the doors off
I just drunk a pint
You know what I say to your hot pants?
Say what?
Say get on down, ah ha ha...
I'm in shippin', if you're receivin'
'Cause what I see I
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