Lyrics:
between my thighs
your touch is gentle so i know you won't scratch
and since we practicing safer sex
put a condom on as you flip the next cd
have you ever
no one Lord
When I couldn't find jack in no ones cards
Ms. Cita I remember goin' in your gun drawer
Puttin' it to my chest and missin' my heart by
So put your money where your mouth at
If it's cheddar and chips then we about that
Fraud off in the game, baby, I doubt that
There go the East
wit' a, nigga like you, runnin' your mouth
Will, have that same nigga like you, gun in your mouth
But won't be like the last time when you run in
never like this
We've got a new beat that no one can miss, if
Boogie woogie sent like I think it did
Four to the bar will flip your lid
Move
town
Imma big dawg lil nigga you a clown
Catch 22 you can tell by the sound
Came from bottom you nigga want problems I pull up with choppas we gun you
Eminem?
But no one's insaner than Slim, look at that evil grin (evil twin)
Please come in, what was your name again?
Hi, faggot
Look who's back with
Source of all we hope or dread
Sheepdog, jackal, rattler, swan
We hunt your face and long to trust
That your hid mouth will say again let there be
, clocking in
On an overnight in your state, I press a button, open up the gate, I'm driving in
Nigga, I ain't squashing shit
Fuck a white flag, it's
Down by the sea
I found your hidden treasure
Just you and me,
We overdosed on pleasure
Yonnies in the wind,
We're ruggin' up for winter
a man, and close your mealy-mouth!"
Dial-A-Cliché
Dial-A-Cliché
Dial-A-Cliché
But the person underneath
Where does he go?
Does he slide by
nigga like you, runnin' your mouth
Will, have that same nigga like you, gun in your mouth
But won't be like the last time when you run in the house
gangsta, gangsta, gangsta
gangsta, gangsta than a motherfucker
[Trick Daddy]
Went to a eight ball from a dime piece
Ship dat, flip dat, bought a nine
ironed, to straighten you out
I got thugs in the east, thugs in the south
That'll stick with the AIDS needle and piss in your mouth
I kept 'em on a leash
Down by the sea
I found your hidden treasure
Just you and me,
We overdosed on pleasure
Yonnies in the wind,
We're ruggin' up for winter
me what you all about
Fingers in your mouth, open up your blouse
Pull your G-string down South, aoowww
Threw that back out, in the parking lot
By
phone, man, ignoring your spouse
She leaving messages about me enjoying her mouth (stop)
Hey, I'm ready to knock a boy in the mouth
Give me the name,
up
Shut up
If you wanna speak with me so loud
You better shut your mouth
Mouth mouth mouth
Shut your mouth
Mouth mouth mouth mouth
You grew up in New
that?
(yeah)
Who that lil' nigga that flexin' like that?
Who that lil' nigga that flexin' like that?
I walk in the hood, stay flexin' like that
Some of my
Chug-a-lug chug-a-lug
Make ya wanna holla hidy hoe
Burns your tummy don't you know
Chug-a-lug chug-a-lug
Grape wine in a mason jar
Homemade
the ones you've forgotten about
That'll get you shot in your mouth (arf, arf)
Got my dogs covered (uh)
Plus it's all gravy like chicken when it's
on bomb-zee and wreckin MC's
Makin shit happen like Lil' Cease
I come from a land of fonto leaf, bark from trees
That stick in your hand, and lakes rollin
Blow up in smoke, its destiny
Falls on strangers, travels free
Yes, I know now, traps are only set by me
And I do not really need to be
Assured that
been a few years
No more music in their ears
No fans at your shows
No more getting truck loads
Baby mama got it froze
Got that diamond child support
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