faknass hoes
Singer:tha dogg pound
i'ma call this nigga david banner one time
see what's happenin' with this nigga
i need some gangsta shit for the dpgc album
give me some of that mississippi
some of that jungle boogie
you know my folks from down there too
give me some of that right there
bitch.biatch.little hoodrat bitch
i'll be coming through this evening
things still what they worth -- but is it really worth it?
nigga -- now is it really worth it?
you know i've been thinking about if it's worth it
clap like tambourines just to make sure the heat is working
i socked your homeboy on purpose 'cause he deserve it
watchin' unsolved murders
i come through beatin' down the block with 10 woofers and 10 idamps
you know and i know you ain't fuckin' with the cidamp
pimpin' like a muh'fuckin' trick
and this is how we do this bitch
you know i'm sick like the flu
i thought you knew it was detrimental
especially when david b. is on the ih-ih-instrumental
when you drop it on the ground
get your cash off the floor
that's how we get up in it
david banner on this beat
show internal and no remorse
threw them bitch ass niggas off balance and off course
from khaki shorts to denim
it's the shit that we bounce
the paper's still high rate
i come through shaking the ground when i lay 'em down
i can roll the streets on d's
i can do anything i damn well please
you better watch your bitch
before you end up leaving the club without your bitch
and they ain't ate in i don't know how many days tomorrow
drinking liquor and looking for some asses to touch
i put my locs on to see what i'm saying
to this dusty ass bitch kickin' back like she gaining
when you drop it on the ground
get your cash off the floor
you know that i know that i know now that you a bitch
you know that i know that i know now that you a hoe
you know that i know that i know now that you a bitch
you know that i know that i know now that you a hoe
you know that i know that i know now that you a bitch
you know that i know that i know now that you a hoe
i'm finger fuckin' this tool
nine millimeter bustin' at you
warfare means nothin' to us
and im screaming out 'what time is it?' like jerome with a mirror