ski beatz - you already know lyrics
[verse 1: stat quo]
huh, huh,
mind right money straight, tell me why you hate a n-gg-? (yeah)
b-tches love me wanna f-ck me, i don’t give ’em figures (yeah)
how you figure sister go and get another n-gg-
other n-gg-z ‘ll break bread, i can’t do nothing’ with cha (yeah)
but forget ya p-ss ya to my n-gg- let him hit ya
peyton manning roger clemens i’m a h-ll of a pitcher (you see it)
i’m talking motion picture, yeah the movies b-tch
you got ya -ss done, now go and get ya t-tties fix (whooooo)
i be f-ckin’ pluckin’ duckin’ pluggin’ chicks
i tell ’em kick my -ss (kiss my -ss) then i give ’em sh-t (you know)
why you love ’em dawg, what for?
after the money gone the b-tch is out the front door
they got them binocular, watchin’ as you comin’ up
see you get that paper partner that’s when they start runnin’ up
talkin’ bout they the one to trust
bust nuts on that b-tch, make her drink it up
worst thing you can do – if you get a clue
why you out here f-ckin’ cuffin’ hoes
[chorus: stat quo]
i got b-tches who got b-tches, hoes that like hoes (yeah)
you already know (oh)
i got drops and tee tops – kush in condos (yeah)
sh-t you already know
all i got is d-ck, and bubble gum for these hoes (yeah)
d-ck, and bubble gum for these hoes (yeah – oh)
all i got is d-ck, and bubble gum for these hoes (let’s go)
d-ck and bubble gum for you hoes (who)
[verse 2: glc]
what the f-ck you think this is, hoe what is you talkin’ bout?
break a b-tch down like a leg in a cast, that’s what i was taught in-out
gimme head, get a lil’ head, gave her some d-ck, she gave me some bread
hoe he pimp fist not last, wear them leggish look at that -ss
wait ’til you see a nasty freak, b-tch trying to get all next to me
took me back to her hotel room and then she start molesting me
sucking my d-ck professionally, talkin’ bout this her destiny
silence the p-ssy silence the p-ssy
no pillow talking, don’t question me (shut up hoe)
vaporize her vaporize her
i’m chi her yesterday, hypnotize her, can’t deny me
watch me pimp her successfully
slide up in a hard drop top, watch me take her breath away
trying to ask me for some of my wealth
it’s like you talking to yourself like castaway
asking me for paper, saying you gonna pay it back (back)
gave me some head, thinking’ i forgat (chuurch)
church on the move b-tch i’m the tabernac
b-tch i’m a player from the chi hoe i ain’t having that (chuurch)
[chorus]
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