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from Baby Bash - Super Saucy [Explicit Version] (2005)
(feat. Kat Williams (Money Mike), Suga Free)
(Kat Williams) Ladies and gentlemen, this is your friendly Pimp representative, Kat Williams, A.K.A. Money Motherfuckin' Mike Please do not get the game crossed up In order for you not to get tossed up Whether or not you are flossed up It is necessary in every pimp's life To get bossed (Suga Free - Verse 1) Hey, Suga Free Why Roxy jockin' Probably cause she don't want you to know she got Caught watching a parrot fuck a carrot off some of that oxy She said one time at band camp, she was a rat And go girl scout cookies lined flat on her back One day, I was in the middle of some suck-n-duckin' Got tired of throwin' my head up at this trick Bossed up like it was nothin' I met her off the Blue Sky, I truly never knew why But yet, the pimpin' in that whore, she loves it, cause I'm too fly (Chorus: Suga Free & Kat Williams) Cause I'm the only kind of man that she'll ever understood Because that's what the pimpin's there for She sweared a deal with a mack that keep her flat on her back Because it's that's what the pimpin's there for (Verse 2) Can you believe this? First thing, flat on her mouth, talkin' about I would've told, "Bitch, you wouldn't told a nigga shit!" You know you love her up Actin' like it's hard G-14 classified Man, all that bullshit should cover up Holy Nickelodeon... You wouldn't believe that this bitch used to be a fuckin' historian... But that's what they get for love and shit Sincerly yours, Suga Free And thank you for nothin' (Repeat Chorus Twice) (Pre-Verse: Baby Bash) Sippin' on that good bombay Rating these rat chicken traps all day Spittin' real butter, stay away from parkay Ask me what I do, man, I pimp and parle (Baby Bash - Verse 3) What's really, though I wouldn't care if she smoke dope, shot rope Or chased a billy goat (Billy goat?) But you don't hear me, though Pain and rent, you need to pray and repent She might be ya girlfriend, yeah, but she my tramp And I ain't payin' respect, I'm just takin' a checks And beat the shit, out of buff niggas, fakin' a flex We keep it A.O.B. All on, baby Y'all pay for puss, mayne, y'all so crazy You trick harder than the NBA And got mad when your weeds got send my way Cause you in love with yourself, and she in love with your wealth And wonderin', why she still fuckin' everyone else Cause she ain't got no manners, or self esteem If I wish the right records, I could sell her a dream And y'all still poppin' collars, I'm a dust my kicks Why y'all still go to clubs and handcuff your chicks (Repeat Chorus Twice) (Suga Free) I better boss up (Chingo Bling) Vieja Go bring me some Church N' Chickens Jalepeno on the side (Suga Free) I better boss up (Chingo Bling) You look You don't know me Until you blow me Suck it! (Suga Free) I better boss up (Chingo Bling) Don't be a guy that puts crema and cacahuates in his bolas For his dog to lick (Suga Free) I better boss up (Chingo Bling) Hey, Bash Call Fred Wreck Tell 'em 'bout the time he put that chick in the scissors, wey (Verse 4) I once put a chick in a guillotine choke Made her steal some new shoes and get me some dough And this ain't no studio shit How you think them ugly cats get a beautiful bitch And I just call 'em how I see 'em From A.M. to the P.M. It's Young Baby Bash from a hustle Mus-l-i-m I spit caps I spit caps And send a hoe, to the track, in Iraq (Repeat Chorus Four Times) |
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from Snoop Dogg - Tha Blue Carpet Treatment (2006)
Black folks can't never have no fun These streets be Walkin down the avenue Crazy From Hollywood to South Central These streets be Crazy Long Beach to Compton Always up to no good Crazy Crazy Craazy Always up to no good Vanise to Santa Ana crazy crazy Have a look outside take a strole with me California lifestyle you want to roll with me I can take you in and out What's it gonna be Now as crazy as it is you know its home for me I would never leave it you know thats wrong to me I'm gonna stay down ya see we doin the corners g At your local liquor store we gettin some optimals and if I'm out of bounce then I got to cock the four Keep it on the low on the w w west coast sign some autographs and then I do get ghost heh yeah I love my folks but half of y'all fools is cut first On a real note the streets that have you guide you lead you mislead you its fragile yeah ya see you gradually grow and when you walking on my side I think you all need to know These streets be Walkin down the avenue Crazy From Hollywood to South Central These streets be Crazy Long Beach to Compton Always up to no good Crazy Crazy Craazy Always up to no good Vanise to Santa Ana crazy crazy On the One Ten freeway floating back to the block in the 7 Deuce coupe hoppin hippin da hop sippin on some hen with my nephew afro red young pimp on the grind trying to line up some head have fun deal done on the west coast we won don't matter where you're from if you're old or young see saw we walk like ooh la la fuck the law we don't caught we just do dot dot yeah nigga we shakin the cops you niggas out there just be main it hot but don't trip if you fakin alot I'll break you shake you and take your spot Cause if you think that you gone slip through California With Pocket and banged on brother you wrong Always up to no good I really love my dog grew up together in Albany Always up to no good Hell yeah I love New York thats why I married the broad but she Always up to no good Can't hang no more cause I'm a baller y'all and he's Always up to no good Let me tell you about these streets Always up to no good These streets be Walkin down the avenue Crazy From Hollywood to South Central These streets be Crazy Long Beach to Compton Always up to no good Crazy Crazy Craazy Always up to no good Vanise to Santa Ana crazy crazy |
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