Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song My Dice, artist - Suga Free. Album song Smell My Finger, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 29.09.2008
Record label: Laneway
Song language: English
My Dice |
You wanna know why I never went to recess at school everyday? |
I was too busy filing my nails and telling my teachers I didn’t play |
I wanted to shake em up and wake em up sipping out of a paper cup |
Bucking em bucking em breaking up |
The West the Coast who hating on us? |
I’m shaking my dice my dice is hot |
My hustling don’t quit |
Kiss the ivory for me baby |
Now blow on them, make a wish |
What they hitting for? |
Shake shake em shake em |
Eleven |
I’m to sexy for this tray four six five in the club |
In the hood at the park |
Out of time, single parent keeping her hustle up |
No you can’t be mad at that |
She in the club she got a job |
She want a meal but you a snack |
She in her favorite club in hollywood she puts it in the air! |
Oh Happy Pimpin! |
Suga Free the gangster mac, the happy player |
The hot dice clicka clacka, West Coast mac attacker, super soaker packa packa |
shake a pocket patter |
Able to talk the peeling off of a lemon |
Or the string out of her ass |
And got more crack than a plumber |
And don’t nobody want none, cuz one day she threw it into the sky and the |
season turned to summer |
Shake that ass |
Shake that ass |
Shake |
Shake them dice |
Shake them dice |
Shake |
Shake them haters |
Shake them haters |
Shake |
Now I, asked them what they hitting for |
Now I, I ain’t into playing poker, nah |
But I’ll shoot the shit up out of some dice |
Why U Bullshittin'? |
These ain’t no skittles or no polla seeds I bet I hit |
My baby need some brand new shoes, you know how ballers get |
City of Angels Los Angeles we puff puff the best |
And I’ve been with her a year today |
And I still ain’t gave her no sex |
Keep her attention like the southern california burning weather |
In pocket and so obedient like a loyal German Shepherd |
She don’t want nobody too nice |
Just grab her like them two dice |
And shake her up and throw her to her trick |
What’s wrong with you Dice? |
I put the «I"in pimp you gon respect the tireless P spit |
A bossy flossy undeniable clacka clacka body snatcher |
Suga Free let me be the brightest lightbulb in your chandelier |
Cuz these idiots couldn’t send a bitch just to a liquor store to buy my beer |
She rolling her eyes cussing him out like he a punk when he a man |
Who’s the trick? |
and she know it, who’s the suga free fan? |
Whos your friend with the thick hair? |
Cuz she’s so fat wherever she going it takes her two trips to get there |
Shake that ass |
Shake that ass |
Shake them |
Shake them dice |
Shake them dice |
Shake them |
Shake them haters |
Shake them haters |
Shake them |
Shake that ass |
Shake that ass |
Shake them |
Shake them dice |
Shake them dice |
Shake them |
Shake them haters |
Shake them haters |
Shake them |
Now I, asked them what they hitting for |
I’m about to bust you suckers in your mouth |
Especially you «pay for sex"cats |
Now baby break yourself |
Hurry up so you can go and get that |
Foggy windows making me sweat |
I’m cracking them cuz I want to make a bet |
Clocka clocka |
Pay that playa, they ain’t done them yet |
I gamble but not like you do |
You wouldn’t sell your body boo |
Your Momma didn’t raise you like that |
I know baby, I’m with you |
I voted for Obama |
Lets put him in the White house |
With Jesse Jackson, Al sharpton |
And Snoopy thats from my mouth |
Now what they hitting for?! |