[Verse One] My name aint Michael, I got a pickel That you could suck ho, for 'bout a nickel Diamonds that glisten, you'll come up missin Fuck with these hitmen, bullets be spittin Man I'm a motherfucker out here wit myself Try to play tough guy, that's bad for yo health Hoes in the club man, shakin and shakin Tricks showin love man, bring home the bacon Takin ya game to the V.I.P.P. room Ho suck a dick up just like a vacuum Boom from the bass and the song got ya jerkin Man show ya gold teeth, these hoes be lookin Rolled up a sucka, they'll put the charge too I'm quick to buck ya, bitch I don't admire you Either it's my way, or hit the highway Project's the pastor, have glocks then we'll spray
[Chorus 4x] Shake that ass ho Make that cash ho
[Verse Two] Hoes like to fuck ya, then call ya baby Then drive ya crazy, ho you can save me Save all that bullshit, drama and actin Preachin's for pulpits, quit dat lip flappin Dog, I'm attackin, heads gon' be crackin Steps outta line and you gets a pimp smackin Who wear the pants bitch, who made these pants bitch You shake and dance bitch, I'm just your man bitch I like affection, not a infection Ho, you burn me bullets come yo direction If you sadictic, don't you step to this Freaky and pity, ho we can do this Man I grew to this, playa it's in me Up there is where these green leaves'll send me Keep to the game be yo conversation Straight to the brain man, that rules the nation
Shake that ass ho... Pop (pop) dat pussy ho...['til fade]Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
