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Ay, bust this right, right here on Bancroft (The-The Mekanix) What you know about The Delinquents? Oakland niggas, hella wild, what you think, bitch? I'm from the East but the West is hard I'll leave The Town and come fuck with the rest of y'all 'Cause anywhere I touch down in the Bay We really pimpin', nigga, we don't play In North Richmond or East Palo Alto Go to Berkeley or out to the Valley-Joe I hit the scene, everybody be watchin' Four 15's, my speakers be knockin' I'm gettin' all the bitches, I got hoes galore I know you got bitches, but I got more If the bitch got game, I don't care All these out of town niggas want a bitch from here He fell in love with my old prostitute The game is cold, and she was too hot for you When I fuck, I treat 'em all like sluts I got her legs on my shoulders, I'm all in her guts I keep a top-notch, I'm never alone If I'm not with a bitch, I'm on the microphone In the lab, rappin' on a Rick Rock beat Or maybe Ant Banks, or E-A-Ski It's The Mekanix, so you can't hate Hella bass, it's the old Too $hort tape I got bitches, you only got that one Her little boy? No, he's not your son He calls you daddy, but can't you see? That little nigga looks just like me I don't take her to dinner, we don't see no movies We don't drink no wine, we don't be in Jacuzzis Ain't no cupcakin', fuck that square shit Ain't no innocent nights, I'm a player, bitch I want them hundred dollar bills, you know I do Don't ask like this the first time I pimped on you Bitch, I smashed a long time ago I like to turn out bitches, then I rhyme some more You like all my songs, you love my beats That's all you wanna do, is ho for me Be my number one bitch, my main thang But I can never have one, that's that lame game Fuck rated R, bitch, I'm triple X And fuck you, too, I don't stress no sex Don't try to fall in love in my house If we was married, I'd pimp my spouse I'm never gon' change my ways Keep thinkin' that shit, that's just how I was raised I ain't no thief, I won't steal your bitch I got the gift, I'm just like Philthy Rich You can't say shit, the bitch chose Hopped out the Chevy and jumped in the Rolls She from the Bay, are you insane? She loves pimps, the bitch got too much game They said, "$hort, why you get her hooked? You gave her that heroin dick and then shook" I was too rude, so she got a new dude You wanna marry her? Then you a fool 'Cause I got her dickmatized in a deep trance Butt ass naked in a freaky stance When I'm around, everything goes down If she was yours, the bitch is my ho now The only way she's yours is if her name is Sharon 'Cause all that lovin' and carin' It ain't gon' make her faithful only to you She's your main one, but her favorite number is two $hort, $hort, what's up, bitch? You don't know nothin' about this Town shit, bitch You don't know nothin' about Mistah F.A.B., bitch Four, five, six, bitch, North Oakland, bitch You don't know nothin' about pimpin', bitch You ain't gettin' no money, bitch You ain't never knocked a ho, bitch (The Mekanix) I'm from the Bay (Yep, right here, pull over)
Writer(s): Kenneth Tullis, Dontrell Mayfield, Kenneth Tullis Jr Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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