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I gotta lotta ones and I'm looking for the strippers One could roll around the pole and make me open up my zipper See you think you get the money when you go down there I give you kisses for your lips when you blow down there Girl, let me smack that ass, smack, smack that ass Tell ya baby, back, back, back, back that ass See the things that you do, got me hollin', "Oh wee" If you lickin' then I'm trickin', got me buying jewelry Pop that pussy, girl, get up, hussle Push it up, push it down, now grip it with the muscle From LaPhaesha's, Coco's, Gentleman's Claws Roxberry, Harlem nights playa, show me some love To Peaches, Strawberry and pretty ass China Babygirl in diamond, won't you show me vagina You can find me at the butt-naked throwin' my money Me and Baby gettin' freaked by this chick named Honey All over the world y'all I love them girls y'all When it be poppin' Them dollas keep droppin' Bitch yern know? I'm Turk ya ho Cash Money hotboy in a black rov, uh Burning up on fire, spin bins like dryers I don't ride natural ride twenty-inch tires Like 'em hot 'n' hotter, know when okay Not a black ho, a red one, gotta be straight Talkin' 'bout ass, a fat cat all that Could act a donkey on that dick and take it from the back Project ho's and hoodrats dog If she think she all that she get smacked dog I need a bitch who don't smoke, not an alcoholic Put monkey on that dick like Magnolia Shawty I still like 'em hot who don't tell me to stop Who know how to work on that pipe and drop it like it's hot One who here to hussle and keep me straight Always get it up and have her own cake All over the world y'all I love them girls y'all When it be poppin' Them dollas keep droppin' Say lil' mama, if you a hot girl come with me Come and follow Lil Turk CashMoney HB First you wanted to holla, ya scared, say ya scared If ya not, bus it open and wobble on this head Bitch, do me right now, back that ass up Do like my nigga now and back that ass up You on fire, yeah, plus you workin' with it girl Get with this real nigga, let me take you 'round the world I might do a little trickin' if you got that fire mouth But if you don't look I'm a put that ass out Might bust that ass out, give ya diamonds and shit But you gotta be a hotgirl to suck a good dick Don't act stuck up, keep it real with ya nigga If a nigga get into it don't be scared to pull a trigga Hot girl, hot girl, look, that's what I need A nasty bitch that could fulfill my needs All over the world y'all I love them girls y'all When it be poppin' Them dollas keep droppin' See, this is it right here When you call yo house and 'All in' answer the phone Nigga name 'All in', and you be like, "Who's all in?" all in All in yo pussy, All in yo draws, All in yo shit All in yo motherfucking merchandise, All in, I'm All in Call yo fuckin' house and ask for All in "Put all in on the phone" All in is up, All in yo pussy, ya hoids me? uh All in in this biatch, "Hello? Who is it?" "It's All in, wanna talk to your girl?" Nah, talk to All in nigga, All in all in that pussy All in her ass, all in her back, all in her spine, ya heards me? Feel that, by the way, where you keep your rubbers at dog? I don't want to rawdick her, y'know? I could rawdick her, but I ain't gon' rawdick her 'Cuz I don't know what's up with you I heard you a nasty nigga, you fuck a lot of broads I ain't gon' do it like that
Writer(s): Byron O. Thomas, Tab Virgil Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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