shit, You fucking trick, You know the rules, Now make them stick You stupid shit, You fucked-up shit, You made your bed, Now lie in it, You fucking trick, You
baby You's a fake trick, if you tease me baby Only like modeling chicks, that's sleezy baby Now um come closer, squeeze me baby Get all that you can get
us packed together, covered up and ready to hit We turn bodies to souls, souls to blackness The Devil's most cleverest trick is to make you think you
you shouldve stayed in they church But naw you wonna be a g so fuckin bad so you and your fuckin dad, Got shot on ya fuckin pad, and they smoked ya grandma
niggaz trick, most niggaz say bitches ain't shit but hoes gotta eat too, they all be at Club Lingerie with a gay down to meet you But fuck a three-piece
(feat. Yung Redd, Lil Boss Hogg, J-Doe) [talking] SK, Sha, bout time you let these niggas know What you really bout, know I'm saying It's Slow Loud
a fuck tonight nigga Ay, y'all niggaz don't know who the fuck I is, do you? Yeah we gonna find out, Ay Now [Chorus] [DJ Paul] Who you fuckin wit bitch
Fuckin' round with the Mafia You torn blood from you bitches Nigga what Bustin holes in you bitches [Mz. G.B. of the Ghetto Twiinz] You better wear you
receivers Bitch I hit a lick, bought a Lac hit a switch You can ask these niggas trick, S.L.A.B. the shit Just because playas get chose, you wan' grab
(feat. Yung Redd, Lil Boss Hogg, J-Doe) (*talking*) SK, Sha, bout time you let these niggas know What you really bout, know I'm saying It's Slow Loud
] [Chris Ward] Even though it ain't Hova, breathe easy baby It's the realest of the real, C-Weezie baby You's a fake trick, if you tease me baby Only
of us packed together, covered up and ready to hit We turn bodies to souls, souls to blackness The Devil's most cleverest trick is to make you think you
' get ya You better pray that God has switched ya Fuckin' round with the Mafia, you torn blood from you bitches Nigga what, bustin' holes in you bitches You
] Who you fuckin wit bitch (*4X*) [Don P] You might not know who I is You might not know who I is You might not know who I is You might not know who I
ya Fuckin' round with the Mafia You torn blood from you bitches Nigga what Bustin holes in you bitches [Mz. G.B. of the Ghetto Twiinz] You better wear you
, gon get ya You better pray that God has switched ya Fuckin' round with the Mafia You torn blood from you bitches Nigga what Bustin holes in you bitches