Fake punk-ass bitches
Do you know what I mean vern
F**kin'em up like this vern
$hort dog's in the house b***h
She's a punk-ass b***h hoe tramp and a s**t
Took her to the hotel just to f**k
Last night she licked all on my balls
p***y got wet like niagara-falls
Dropped my drawls and b***h said: shit
Skinny mothaf**ka with a fat-ass d**k
It's like a t-p-treatment tongue so fast
From the tip of my head to the crack of my ass
She got busy so I called to the crew
You bitches know what to do
Hoes try to front like they ain't no tramps
Try to get that p***y and she say you can't
Me and my partners we got that game
Check a square-ass b***h and make her throw that thang
You wine and dine that nasty freak
Dropped her off and got a kiss on cheek
You never even know how she ran in the home
Jumped on the phone and started to burnin' me out
She kept beepin' so I made the call
b***h on the phone jackin' off
Sounded like she was havin' fun
Playin' with her pearl tongue
I said: b***h I'm on my way
I givit to you homeboy play by play
She had on polkadots with miniskirt
Jumped in the car straight went to work
I must to bust two nuts back to back
Never seen a b***h work head like that
She had me jumpin' out of my seat
Workin' her jaws to the beat
She was a good dicksucker I can't lie
Sucked so good I thought I'd die
b***h blew me up and blew me down
All the way back to the oakland-town
Baby started to singin': I love you
Tellin' me things she wanted to do
If I needed some money come to her
Everythin' I want is everythin' I'm worth
And you know what I said I told the b***h
I said: b***h I'm rich
F**k these hoes man
I ain't trippin' I'm like al
Long-hair suckers
I know you're fine b***h
But you got no cash you need to get a job
But your lazy-ass try to juice me up
I ain't no punk
I put you in the rap with some serious funk
I wouldn't buy you a car no diamonds and shit
All the time talkin' about your fake-ass gifts
George bought you a ring john bought you a chain
b***h I'm buyin' you an ounce of this game
You better take it and shut the f**k up
Stop runnin' your mouth like a sucka
Cause you's a punk b***h it shows a mile away
Everythin' you do and everythin' you say
Makes you a punk b***h no good no doubt
All I gotta do is stick a d**k in your mouth
Wanna give up the p***y b***h I'll pass
You're too slim I like your mama's ass
Pops came home came up short
Found me in the backroom f**kin'em both
Now I'm the stepdaddy and the son in law
You call me too $hort they call me too raw
I creep out one room into the next
Nothin' goin' on but some serious s*x
Some of these hoes might think I'm played
Bald-head b***h need some dookie braids
Cause that nappy-hair don't even hit
What's cookin' in the kitchen on the back of your neck
Like you burned the rise and wanna front on me
You could never f**k with $hort baby
I'm from the o-a-k-l-a-n-d
I slap you in the face with reality
These punk-ass hoes out here is sick
Have ya walkin round with a drippy d**k
So beautiful fine young thang
To get that cock was just like a dream
But now three days later ask kool moe
You feel the burnin' sensation down below
You're a true blue victim of a punk-ass b***h
Thought she was a square and she gave you the shit
So for all you hoes that live like this
All the homies in the house say: punk-ass b***h
