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nacho picasso & avatar darko - tell it to the bitch lyrics

[intro: avatar darko]
ch’yeah, yeah, uh

[verse 1: avatar darko]
i got this posh chick, she always fiend for more prada
got a spanish ho, i call that b-tch horchata
got a indian gal, with obsidian style
i tell her mystery last longer, yeah, i’m so well-endowed
we in sin city town, blowin’ big blunts of loud
boy, my clique full of villains, no-no tricks allowed
i just dope-d-cked your dame and nonchalantly disavow
see you better cuff your gal cause me and pic-sso on the prowl
yeah, my pops was a painter and my mom was a banker
my gramps was a tanker and my uncle was a gangster
man, these cats cuffin’ hoes, but your gal wanna tango
when she ride with me, she feel unchained, no django
uh, why you be hatin’ like stephen?
when you smooch her on the p-ck-r, bet it tastes like s-m-n
late-late night creepin’, all my foes gettin’ jealous
and if i ain’t with the sh-t, then king schultz was a dentist

[hook: nacho pic-sso & avatar darko]
i need to save this little weed, more weed for later, bro
this is all i got left, man, tell it to the b-tch!
my rent’s comin’ up and sh-t, maybe goin’ to be a little short, bro
can you help me out? man, tell it to the b-tch!
got to work in the morning, bro, n-ggas is up here rappin’ all hours and sh-t
tell it to the b-tch!
my gas a little low, bro, ain’t got no snaps of petrol?
better tell it to the b-tch!

[verse 2: nacho pic-sso]
i’m b-st-rd from a basket, born out of wedlock
earth girls are easy, i feel like i’m weblock
bet that probably went over your head like a headlock
been tryin’ to shake the b-tch like n-ggas shake dreadlocks
tryin’ to give me top since wilma of bedrock
i just gave her lead c-ck in all of her wet spots
i don’t sweat it though, no huxtable
three-course meal, i won’t share a f-ckin’ lunchable
my flow so punctual, yours a bunch of bull
louisville slugger while i dodge the untouchables
used to be a runner, now his legs are not functional
pencil-neck geek with a face so punchable
they said i’m destined for padded walls
ever since i went splat out my daddy’s b-lls
i ain’t never gave a f-ck, like “jack me off!”
i got a bad att-tude and a nasty cough

[hook]

[verse 3: avatar darko]
blessed with the sh-t, my pops showed me the memoir
if i mess with a chick, her stock go up tenfold
my 510’s creased up, tucked-in extendo’s
i’m inked up, turned up, checked up in retro’s
i’m like, “listen little mama, yeah, you with the coach bag
if you knew better, you’d do better, so why don’t you quote that?”
tell the haters, “chill”, hang it up like a coatrack
and i don’t trust these b-tches, i’m like show me the ho-fax
sucker, put your b-tch on the lojack
cause i might swoop her up and give her back with a throat-scratch
ricola, we chief dosha and sneeze yola, s-sieze yola
moor-fang, wild boyin’ like steve-o, yeah
ch’yeah, we be stuntin’ like wee-man
and if i knock her up, then i got a plan b plan
i said i got a plan b plan
b-tch, i’m the future, so let me get your free bands

[hook]

- nacho picasso avatar darko lyrics

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