Lyrics:
to the Luddite martyrs then, who died in vain
Down at the lab they're working still, finishing off
How do we tell the people in the white coats
Enough is
got money to do it
Take your bitch home then I'm all up in that pussy
Old school pimpin' she ain't fuckin' with no rookie
Juicy J be cooler than a fan
across America
She said, "You're the one who be causin all that mass hysteria"
Wisdom shall come out of the mouths of babes and sucklings
But you
they front a couple more
I take 'em home like I do my hos
I dress 'em up, I buy 'em clothes
Glass slippers, I gas hos
Now she's acting brand new on you
And everything I need,
Is everything you do?
Any girl walk by, don't matter
'Cause you're lookin' so much better
Don't ever need to get
Caught up in jealously
She
got crazy ignition
Sure, the sugar-babies want to give you a chance
With the French "savoir faire" and the sexy dance
But is she really fly, or is
the
Biggest stick
But when she grabs me by the belt there's
Nothing I can do
So get up, get up up up up
She got me on a string
'Cause she's such a pretty
got crazy ignition
Sure, the sugar-babies want to give you a chance
With the French "savoir faire" and the sexy dance
But is she really fly, or is
anti-everything, yeah she hates all of it, all of it
Yeah, she made up lots of things
Had my head on a swivel, she made me dance in her strings
Yeah I had nothing
is pill poppin' ass hoe
I'm poppin' too, these blue dolphins need two coffins
All she want is some heel money
All she need is some bill money
He
Yeah her beauty got every guy at the bar down on their knees
Yeah and she’s always breakin’ their hearts
But it’s fine by me
Chorus
Everybody wants her
partner smoke him
Chuck E Cheese, I'm about pizza and my Rol' on
I'm a gangster, I don't dance, baby I poke
Right now I'm surrounded by some gangsters
Moby Dick
But there she blows
See that boom stick get cha boom boom click my flow
Make the room sick, and put the sick sick six below
Y'all like who
at Latina's, I'm at the Alamo
Skin is Cocaine white, I'm looking hella dope
And I need the car to match
If I ain't in and out the door then she get all attached
true (is true)
And now your friend say she want two by two (by two)
Two by two ahh
The way you dance on me
Hold me taboo(taboo)
The way you do that thing
Y'all remember? (Do y'all remember) remember
Did y'all remember how it useta be
Wasn't no trippin', we all family
Hold hands with me, make plans
give it to me
She got that juju
She makes me call her my tutu
She got me she make me bubu
Baby girl all I dream is you you
Wine for me
I really wanna see
I can rock you all night long, SHE'S
On my tip, she love my song, HE
Tried to do it but did it wrong, FREAKS
Want to get my all alone, but I'm
Cliffs of Dover, white on sea
Who's that there on the C2C?
She want a man with decent P
And her ex is a factor, Misha B
Let's not talk 'bout makin'
right?
Inner peace is my new limelight
Had a chance and blew it like
Whew whew
Now I dance alone in moonlight
If I tell the shadows that I want you
Maybe
this before
A girl who turns up the heat
By walking through the door
And when she hits the dance
she burns up all the lights
Shes the one and only one
in fetti, bet it
Yeah, why your bitch on me? Yeah
Yeah, all of my boxers be Tommy
Don't run up on me y'all
My little bitch is a gangster, she
feel tremendous
Big head Jimmy Neutron
Fuck a bitch on a futon
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
Nigga this ain't Groupon
Do my dirt all by my
the chance
I wanna hold her tight all through the night
But all she wants to do is dance
I bet that she could teach the palms along the beach
To sway when
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