Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ass Out, artist - Threat
Date of issue: 13.01.1993
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Ass Out |
Tick, tock, you don’t, stop |
My rhymes got 'em strung like dope, rocks |
And now I got a fat enough wallet |
To buy a cowboy the plus his dog Spot |
Huh, watch it as I drop it |
Atomic bomb is better known as the chronic |
For ninety-one and ninety-two, I’mma serve |
I’ve got somethin for Officer Bird, see |
Ain’t no way y’all gon' have me in the mall with no VIN check |
Wishin with my hands on the glass like Windex |
I gotta have it like a rabbit |
So the first bitch that walk up get tossed up like a salad |
Tell 'em Bob (what?) you know how we do it loc' |
Break they bedpost then get ghost (yeap) |
Check they pulse (riight) |
And if they pass out, they just ass out |
So just stay off my dick nigga |
And tell yo' bitch that I wanna put this in her |
Strip her ass butt-naked like paint thinner |
Cause a nigga ain’t nothin but a chicken dinner |
So if you got a bitch that try to just play you like a video game |
Tell 'em any old thang, yeah |
Cause now I got riches, bitches |
Be knockin on my door like Jehovah Witness, for instance |
This one particular ho. |
hum |
With her big ol' nigga lookin like Lou Ferrigno |
The nigga’s pissed off, it’s his fault |
If he wasn’t on my dick he wouldn’ta noticed her lip gloss |
Who got an instant replay, he say |
Niggas hoppin on and off the bitch like a freeway |
She kept her mouth down South. |
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on my fly, kiss her ass goodbye |
If it’s a bitch what, a one-eighty-seven |
Stuck for the homies my ass, and you can tell 'em |
Two choices — either the police get’cha |
Or the next door neighbor’s doberman pinscher |
And fuck around, ass be to' up |
Lookin like a plain-ass donut |
I shoulda known when I was told it was niggas in a Brougham |
Holdin walkie-talkie microphones |
Why me, a nigga gotta stay sucka free |
Jake can’t fuck with me |
Surround the whole block, a helicopter never stopped a fox |
Especially if he’s sly |
But if you ain’t fly |
Kiss yo' ass goodbye. |
So kiss your ass goodbye |