lirik lagu jazzy bitch – unlv
verse one: {lil’ ya}
i can never run out of b-tches to right about it
my forget they name but i got game
that’s how i get them out
i told ya bout demetrice, evet, and sabrina
never gave you the low on this stank hoe
katrina i seen her, walkin’ out the melph by herself
she’s a bad b-tch from uptown who lived in the melph
i introduced myself it’s the capital ya
ok? she asked me what i like to drink
i told her alaza and by the way
you need to pick up some of that foolishness
it makes me hard, when i start i don’t want to quit
man i punched this hoe, i wore the p-ssy out and
before i left, best believe i got them out
i told you i’m a gangster and i just
don’t quit so i’m a talk some mroe sh-t bout
another b-tch i got partna out the three we call
him tee, now me and my n-gg- tee was f-ckin’ the same
b-tch named nicky, nicky was the spanish type of b-tch
who liked the s-x, she was down for havin’ s-x
but i was in it for her checks
she lived near the nell, i told the b-tch to give me some mail
she took me to dinner, broke me off i ended up in her
now, yella boy you my n-gg- i know you don’t trip
but after the chorus won’t ya brag for a b-tch
chorus: {lil’ ya}
lil’ ya got a gangsta jazzy b-tch
yella boy got a gangsta jazzy b-tch
tec-9 got a gangsta jazzy b-tch
but we lookin’ for them b-tches with them
real big b-tts
{2x}
second verse: {yella boy}
my story starts about my baby mama
mother f-ck ya, i wish i never met ya
keep my name off ya, bam-mouse!
i can shake it, ’cause i caught ya loose
i’m sick of tired of the right’s to left’s and
the uppercuts i had to throw
now i’m goin’ solo hoe
ya see, i want a popper from the south
so she work her mouth, plus my long d-ck
make her scream and shout
now where the big booty b-tches who can really bounce
stroke it up at the teli or at my house
i like to tear them hoes up when i’m full of
that dope, servin’ up with the d-ck down they throat
like scope, i’m come through like a gun at the head
hold the noise, let’s get busy f-ck the jeep check
i’m down with dackaree go down the p-ssy
dizzy, now tell me do you feel the heat in yo stomach dizzy
break it off for the record let my boy’s h-t it
f-ck a nice, i want a real freaky b-tch
’cause i’m a gee runnin’ game catch the m o four
to be with me you got to be low down and dirty hoe
p-ssy weigh uptown ’cause i’m a clown
turnin’ you b-tches smile into a frown
undercover freak i brought ya self-s-x out
skeet skeet from yo hip to yo t-tte hoe
i want the whole nine yard’s plus yo heart hoe
i want ya to back the f-ck up
take a step back hoe
it’s the fella with the chuck’s
comin’ to rip wrap up them b-tches
on the floor with the hoe bro
you see me in the mall spendin’ what the f-ck i want hoe
all xl polo’s with boo-koo thirty six waist girbauds
chorus: {2x}
third verse: {tec-9}
from the nine-five to the nine-six
i switched around my life
last night i f-cked kangol’s wife
it’s like over and over
we twerk it on up
got to keep my eye’s on these b-tches
out for my riches
they need they hair fixed and start to schemenin’
them dirty hoes
tec-9 what ya like? i like a pretty little b-tch
tec-9 what ya like? i like a fine -ss b-tch
tec-9 what ya like? well as a matter of fact i like a b-tch
who ain’t afraid to suck the bozack
my b-tches is trippin’ , got a mind full of silly games
it’s such a shame i had to diss the hoe
now i’ll be solo now picture me
pimpin’ a flock of hoes got ’em workin’ on the streets
and i’m at home gettin’ my d-cked sucked up
under the sheets i stroke the p-ssy
to left i stroke the p-ssy to the right
hot blowed, i’m releasin” down yo throat
it’s four thirty in the mornin’ got to make it home
before my wife wakes up and know she sleep alone
it’s the same rotation as i apply the penetration
to yo body, i’m smokin’ i’m fatty the moment is right
you call me daddy, it’s like over and over
you twerk it on up but we lookin’ for
them b-tches with the real big b-tts
now the sweat from your forehead is
drippin’ in my chest no fakin’ no more
because you know you dealin’ with the best
you want a key to my pad, but you tweekin’
you try’na find a way to straight trap me
chorus: {2x}
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