| What the fuck do I hear mayne? |
| Listen
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| I think some bitches coming near me
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| Dwam!
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| I need you to do something for me
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| What’s that baby?
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| I don’t know if you can handle this
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| Shit, I can handle whatever
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| I need you to just…
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| What?
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| Bang out!
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| 816 Boyz! |
| Ain’t we sick boy
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| Here I come baby, the areola mayne!
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| And the Hennessy got me numb
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| Like I shot my dick with Novocaine
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| Fuck with Nina if you want to come
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| Ain’t no slackin' in my tappin' bitch I pump for fun
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| Got these bad bitches at the bar, and a bunch of rum
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| Wanna fuck Tech? |
| So I guess they want to jump the gun
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| They want me to bang out, that’s what I do when my thang' out
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| Then I’m gonna put it right in they mouth
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| Beat the panini til' one of them say ouch
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| Right!
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| If they came to Nina with tight cats
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| They end up loose as a goose they pussies to ice packs
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| Real life Jack, they can be white, black, nice, fat
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| Just need a crevice to put my pipe at
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| So when we bang out baby fight back
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| And I’m a knock it out like my name was young Mike, crack!
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| Told me to bang
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| Like it ain’t a thang'
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| Let me say your name daddy
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| When I tell you «beat it up"stop me
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| Want you try to pull that thang' out
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| Baby can we shang' out?
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| Told me to bang
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| Like it ain’t a thang'
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| Let me say your name poppy
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| When you hear me holla' don’t stoppy
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| Want you to try to wear that thang' out
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| Baby can we bang out?
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| I like them kind of girls
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| Only two kind of girls
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| Good ol' big ones and big old' good ones
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| Baby mama girl!
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| Not prejudice I like the light ones
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| White ones, black as night ones, (Okay)
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| My fetish is to leave the lights on, watch her while I pipe 'em (Okay)
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| I been around the globe, the motherlands, the mother load
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| And Asian girls, call them choppies, boricuas call me pappy
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| Down unda' the Sheila’s, under the sheets and she’s a pleasa'
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| Your a peon girl straighten my leanin Tower of Pisa
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| Middle Eastern girls let me unda' the tunic
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| Snake and bat know we run it
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| They comin' back cause' they want it
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| Ay yo fat girls, come 'ere are you ticklish?
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| I’m mad niggerish, pull out the liquorish and she told me to bang
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| The way you make that booty talk
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| I know your ass a liar
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| So when I spank it then you whine for me to pacify ya
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| You call me daddy cause I beat it like my own kids
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| Them other niggas just some minute-men, Uncle Ben’s
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| But I’m a Capricorn I’m packed like a strap of porn
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| I whip the pussy like slave masters, they backs is torn
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| My pole reels them in, right by they black whiskers
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| Rough it and catch, then release 'em when I’m catfishin'
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| Brown, white, yellow, tan, and all the black women
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| Know how Kutty bang out and this dick is what’s attractin' 'em
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| Even when I pass it to the homies like they Badminton
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| Now I’m undastandin' why these hoes keep comin' back nigga
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| Ay ay ay turn me up yep yep loud in here
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| So that everyone can hear, I got bang bang of the year
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| Yes them voted me so sexy, Tech and crystal niggas lace me
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| Ya’ll then came about my shit, oh shit, goddamn I’m raisin' hell
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| Oh well, no, I do not kiss and squeal
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| I am Vegas secrets so my lips forever sealed
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| And I’m sorry, in my PJ’s bitch I’m snorin'
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| Wakin' up like OMG, O-OMG white girl alarmin'
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| Hit hit the snooze pu-wah-oohs
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| Friend walked in now-now there’s two
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| She kissed her, she kissed she
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| Now-now they turn focused on me
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| Unzipped the zipper,
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| Hits the hitter,
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| Bent her over,
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| Bout to hit her,
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| Now-now Makzilla… |