Testi musica canzoni

Beep!

Trick daddy
I figure you'se a ho but you can't help it
'cause being raised by a ho is kinda hectic
Old material bitch
Gold-digging for them tender dicks
A real nigga never give you shit biotch
Born and raised in the motherfucking projects ho
Getting money by at the pak jam, by the back door
Wearing them shorts up your ass with a tube top
Letting niggas stick they fingers all in the cock
Pussy all big and wet, looking good and shit
Smelling like dead fish
And every week it's the same shit you and that lil shit
And every time i see you, you got to have dick
You wants mo' respect
You gets no respect
And all you want is some hardcore sex
1, 2, 3, yes you know
4, 5, 6, 7 niggas in your hole
Back-to-back from the back, head and all
Doo-doo brown and licked his hairy ass balls
In the streets late-night me, you, and all my boys
What i'm thinking 'bout honey bun (honey bun)
You got the nigga running up in you
Shake it like "naww, i'm not trying to do you"
No good freak, is the same but i love you
I'm off in you skin-deep motherfucker let's do it again sometimes you like that, huh?
The next nut going out for your grandma


You'se a ho but you can't help it 'cause you don't know it
I figure you'se a hoe but you can't help it, 'cause you don't know it
Oh, oh, ho
You'se a hoe but you can't help it, 'cause you don't know it



Buddy roe
Stupid bitch you done dropped out of high school
But who's the fool?
You'se a prime example
You met a nigga named mike
At the nice lexus lane looking like grands for the night
Times are hard, you scared, your rent is due
It aint