Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song K.Y.H.O.M.P.B, artist - Andre Nickatina. Album song The King and Mr. Biscuits, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 15.11.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Fillmoe Coleman
Song language: English
K.Y.H.O.M.P.B |
Exotic clubs full body rubs |
under the table lap dances for the thugz |
hugz n kisses to all you bitches |
the onces who gettin down n relentless |
Hoes with ass n big ol titties |
bitches be the same in different cities |
some act shitty some be turnt out |
but gettn paid be what its all about |
some seek perfection |
some won' tell ya when they got infections |
love for the hoes that have my skrilla |
ain’t scared to ride the dick of a killa |
Let a nigga get up in the back like woof woof |
we can take it the motel cash up front |
we can take it to the back seat if ya want |
dont trip jus watch your scratch she got that game from a big ol mac |
bitch keep a strap and be down to jack |
aint nothin worse that a bitchwitha gat |
fine as fuck but dont let that fool ya |
that that hoe that ll truely do ya |
thought ya knew you just cant trust none |
peep the game as the bitch try to run |
dont be so dumb that you can’t look past them proper titties n all that ass |
ragglin that’s what I call it ragglin she done stole ya wallet |
pop ya colla like a bull whip |
let the he know youll bust her lip |
E let em know what the know about dis? |
Keep your hand out my pockets bitch |
My wallets closed you don get this money? |
Bumpin smoov-e on the headphones |
Had the ass in the air on the firstnight |
got wet when she heard my breah on the mic |
I did not know not callin back would make you cry |
she left the room stankin like tuna on rye |
e’s breezy hes not like not like sony fuck phonys |
trick keeps em let get lonely |
montanna ton n them good fellaz |
big breasted hoes n all those bank tellas |
always with they hands in someone elses cash |
couldn’t stack a dollah to save their ass |
pass one say i should roll a j |
but you say i should knock it |
broke out the backwood pack from my pocket |
get wit it |
you got infectionz |
persuade the man push in the wrong directions |
turnt out thats what I call it |
turnt out bitch jus smoked your chronic |
trust is one of things you just can’t have along wit the number to my cell phone |
cause bitch you bad |
glad to see you go |
gunna blow my friends stay around and make some endz |
19 to put the shit togetha sex fiendz ain’t nothin but pleasure |
smoove keep ya dick addicted solace keep ya constricted |
reek daddy ull bust ya lip jackot hypnotized ya bitch |
pat rich done laid the law and nicky got tricky n laced em all |
(Andre Nickatina) |
Some of these hoes tryna count my figgas |
whene i clown em the run n get they niggas |
cuz hoe im just like a jaguar |
get served so superb in a bad car |
follow me hoe ya come follow me |
smoke a little weed now ya wanna swallow me |
talking like a square freak on the phone |
I had to hit the pussy with the lights on |
actin real bad with your friends n shit |
all in our ear sayin call you a bitch |
mackn is somethin that i don’t sweat |
I’m a pieces hoe imma get ya wet check |
I’mma rat jus lookin for cheddar |
you got a bad bitch? |
nigga mines way betta |
Bitch yous a bitch n |
Everything about you is a bitch |
don’t stop bein that bitch, bitch |
Actin like a fool on a motorolla celly |
didn’t take much for me to get her to the telly |
clown suit ready she had ta have fetty now I’m bout ta treat her like blow job |
betty |
Ass is something that’s mandatory |
she didn’t have no ass that’s the end a story |
unless her pockets got hella loot but she still gotta be like hella cute |
punk bitch |
(JackPot) |
I run game on the ducks and the bad bitch ass |
better have hash if they ain’t got cash |
I’m mad now its time to improvise |
rely on mygame to keep em hypnotized |
I’m chargin n bitch I ain’t cheep |
wear your hot pants or im cummin wit heat |
jackpot |
they thought they knew |
keep the game sacred only spittin clues |
only givin rules to the hoes that choose |
and if they aint double down man I cut em loose |
like that and reinstate my draft |
so many hoes and so paths |
can you sell a whore a dream in a paragraph? |
make the bitch cry then make her laugh? |
you gotta be a sav under all conditions |
keep the bitch sprung with her dick addiction |
maybe that bitch need dick restriction |
cut her ass off! |
till she learn to listen |
watch her come beggin for her old position |
purse wide open for the playa she missin |
but bitch! |
you aint worth your change n |
ain’t nothin you can do about this playboys game |
no names! |
cuz your just a number |
september pussy like an indian summer |
thats it that hot sauce shit |
caught her as playn keep sprung on the dick |
jacpot! |
spit one more rhyme |
but only for the playz on uphill climb |
want grind! |
and dontcha fall behind |
keep ya hand in her pocket if ya donate time |
(Pat Rich) |
Let the boss hit the crown |
clown |
Put my bad hands up and lay the smack handdown |
Which one should I choose I got nuttin ta loose |
but imma make that descion after I hit this booze |
fuckin pimp slap that bitch to the curb |
had her hand in my pocket tryin ta gank my herb |
I’m get live damn this colt 45 |
sock this punk ass bitch in the eye |
crazy scandlous bitch |
thats what i call it tryin to run that game on this alcoholic |
thought you knew? |
sorry hoes get nathan |
observe this pimp game demonstration |
haters get mad shit they drawers |
when they found out pat rich done fucked they broad |
check this hoe need to check that trick |
keep your hand out my pocket bitch |
wanna ride my dick? |
wanna sport my chain? |
wanna floss my ride? |
you hoes insane |
Take a listen Tramp Bitch |
Dip the 6 with the hardcore tint pearl paint straight sick |
Fuck no! |
rather take your trick ass to the mo |
hit that assn kick that little trick ass to the door |
Bust the flows keep fuckin all your hoes |
spit some motherfuckin game like I did before |
I know ya wanna ride with Pat rich dont cha? |
hit that ass n find out I dont even want cha |
call ya a striaght up bitch |
ain’t funny no money all you gettin is DICK! |
(Solace) |
I be the blitzin lineback |
Comin out the blindsite motherfucker spot crack |
Can’t nobody fuck with the razorback |
be the bitch I miss? |
heres my 8 3 lac straight bad actin playa so crass |
foul mouth clown with that bitches ass |
survived a straight up catastrophe |
with her long fucked up family history |
got her way too bitter |
fucked by the babysitter |
never understood why pops always hit her |
now the shit got her actin like a great white shark |
got one kid she could care less about |
while she peepin out put yer dick in her mouth |
picture frames ashtrays vcrs |
catch your ass slippin its all in her car |
but not me |
my baby strips hoes like a boa |
I’ll swallow up that whole hoodrat real slow |
sledge hammer striaght fuck em all through the floor |
and if you didnt know then bitch now you know |
about these hoe contentions i failed to mention |
droppin from the back tuggin on your extensions |
so pay attention, trick, before you come see me |
better recognize this motherfuckin pure bread pit |
cuz i’ll lockem up so keep ya damn hand out my pocket |
I give a fuck I’ll rip your whole arm outta socket |
so what you think you got you better check it |
cuz i got some killer hoe snipers strapped with high powered grounders |
that won’t hesitate to put an end to the shady |
but I got love for all you down ass ladies |
that scared to jock a sav |
yeah your good for fuckin |
and all you wanna be hard to get hookers keep truckin |
cuz the fool is back I got the #1 deffense gaurdin my scratch |
(outro) |
pretty little whore found out we gon do some bussiness |
do some bussiness |
cound’t find them anywhere on the great net so I tried lol |