Lyrics:
here) Bitch, what the fuck? (Wow)
Man, can you believe this bitch Floss? (Did you here what I said? I said come here)
She want a pimp to pay for some
through the math I subtract them
You hear no laughter, QBC the thug factor
You niggaz ain't worth the punch, back snatch ya
Pitbull attack ya,
hurt like hell when it's hot
Her uniform' too tight, tasteful it's not
She knows the specials, and they are not a lot
The cook is on qualudes
torn
She stares out alone into the night
With the eyes of one who hates for just being born
For all the shut-down strangers and hot rod angels
bald men
Decided to write songs to teach Mouseketeers to sing
I stick Britney Spears in a room full of mirrors
So she gets fifty years of bad luck
This is my muh fucking house
Hey I'm by the front door
Here about a blond haired bitch named Sisco
She'll do anything for daddy man the bitch go
Tell
can't)
(She can't help it, the girl can't help it)
My therapist says (she says) I do this a lot (a lot)
I see her on Monday
I'm coming in hot
in school
She was hot as Alabama in June
Wasn't long before I was knockin' on her door
And we were goin' down Hannah Ford Road
Yeah, it always
Juarez Mexico
Late in the hot joints takin' the pills in walked the sheriff from Jericho Hill
He said Willy Lee your name is not Jack Brown
You're
Winter gettin' colder, summer gettin' warmer
Tidal wave comin' cross the Mexican border
Why buy a gallon, it's cheaper by the barrel
Just don't get
goin?
Ayo
I need a winning woman, a wonder woman
A dawg, the boss, sophisticated and hot
She know what she doing like the music here
When she step
It was a hot night
The crowd was hangin' in the neighborhood
Everybody there was lookin' so cool
Everyone was feelin' so good
Now, mister puente
got that fire make me woah woah woah
I'm trying to take you out don't leave me in da cold
And girl you be the bomb to let you know woah woah
She hot
the hill
I saw Mabellene in a Coup de Ville
A Cadillac arollin' on the open road
Nothin' will outrun my V8 Ford
The Cadillac doin' about ninety-five
She's
should be hanging with Jay-Z, Jay-Z
So hot to trot, lady
Excuse me miss, what's your name?
Can you come, hang with me?
Possibly, can I take you out,
ridin' high.
Soul standin' by, soul standin' by,
Soul standin' by, yeah I'll never die. Guitar!
Yeah baby, she said.
Oo baby, oo love me, come
Melissa, I like to be with her
I get all her money and, a-then I diss her
On Tuesday there's Sareesa, she's my homeroom teacher
She said, "After school, I
Wa-oo-oo, wa-oo-oo,
Wa-oo wa-oo wa-oo wa-ay
Wa-oo-oo, wa-oo-oo,
Wa-oo wa-oo wa-oo wa-ay
Sittin' by de ocean
Me heart, she feel so sad,
fishing again
Oh and mom would be fixing up something in the kitchen
Fresh biscuits or hot apple pie
And I'd spend all day long in the basement
stay hot
Block on lock
The trunk stay locked
Glock on cock
The block stay hot
[Talking]
What she say?
I said,
Block on lock
The trunk stay
Dame un beso, your hot and it shows
Toca mi vida and everybody knows
She's my Chica Bonita, you're pretty like a rose
Mi senorita, me love how you
crazy can't keep her off the streets
A down bitch, down to make me rich, she hot, she makes me keep some heat
Some say I switch cause I left my boy
I know where to find her when I cross that Rio Grande
We really get it cookin' when we get down by the water
Like a chicken quesadilla and a red hot
inside
Someone come and asked me my name
Taken back by surprise
What I saw with my eyes
A girl in a love's disguise
She said stop! stop! stop!
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