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dj paul - back broke lyrics

[chorus: mjg]
one to the motherf+ckin’ two, to the motherf+ckin’ three
lay down and get yo’ back broke, woman
one to the motherf+ckin’ two, to the motherf+ckin’ three
lay down and get yo’ back broke, woman, ’cause i
one to the motherf+ckin’ two, to the motherf+ckin’ three
lay down and get yo’ back broke, ’cause i
one to the motherf+ckin’ two, to the motherf+ckin’ three
to work my d+ck in a trick, like a fl!ck

[verse 1: lord infamous]
filthy b+tches, it’s the n+gga that’s makin’ a p+ssy need stiches
i won’t ask you, b+tch, i’m tellin’ ya, get the f+ck up out them britches
’cause i’m interested in gettin’ up in a b+tchеs draws
i won’t stop, i just pop when i’m goin’ in between her walls
so, n+gga, you bеtter keep a third eye on your tramp
because the lord would drop the strategy, then me and your sl+t will vamp
to the car, to my pad, here real hastic, gettin’ in her ass, all in the house
ho, get out your clothes, let’s roll to your right
’cause you finna get your freaky ass blessed tonight
got the sl+t up, lots of ice and i’m sippin’ on lil hollow tick
the b+tches drinkin’ the hennessy, i hope that she is ready to g
because her figure is thick and her eyes is hazel
f+ck, i hope the smell of a c+ck don’t clog a n+ggas nasal
let me wait before i penetrate and hit this blunt
gettin’ in a trance, and gettin’ in the pants, interrupt this b+tches
c+nt, c+nt, c+nt, yeah
[chorus: mjg]
one to the motherf+ckin’ two, to the motherf+ckin’ three
lay down and get yo’ back broke, woman
one to the motherf+ckin’ two, to the motherf+ckin’ three
lay down and get yo’ back broke, woman, ’cause i
one to the motherf+ckin’ two, to the motherf+ckin’ three
lay down and get yo’ back broke, ’cause i
one to the motherf+ckin’ two, to the motherf+ckin’ three
to work my d+ck in a trick, like a fl!ck

[verse 2: kingpin skinny pimp]
i hit the p+ssy and then i vamp
now who can tell you more about these b+tches, then the skinny pimp?
i just be d+ckin’ and d+gg+n’ these hoes out like it ain’t sh+t
and when i use up all their money, i blow a sack of onion with my roadies
now once upon a time, in the projects
slippin’ up at lil’ sh+t from them rappers make me wanna jet
knockin’ at the door so i can scoop a b+tch, so i can skeez
jokin’ of the ho, ’cause she’s chokin’ on a block of cheese
but the b+tch was stout, i pimped her ass with the pump
i’m about to lay her down, a rose fell on my arm and made my flesh crawl
that’s what you can expect up in these projects
pass the penicillin’s, ’cause i’m f+ckin’ on a section 8 b+tch

[outro: lord infamous & kingpin skinny pimp]
ah, yeah, on this dj paul motherf+ckin’ k!lla mix
the lord infamous, skinny pimp
kickin’ this gangster sh+t on this b+tch
yeah, to all them funky+ass hoes
keep my motherf+ckin’ name out yo’ mouth, b+tch, and put the d+ck in there
ah, yeah, i like to say what’s up to lil wolf
mc 211, lord infamous, dj paul up in this b+tch
and mc homicide, and k!lla b
ah, yeah, y’all know what time it is
and for them funky+ass n+gga that talk sh+t
suck my d+ck

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