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Too Short
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U Stank
作词:George Jr Clinton, Derick Coleman, Tracey Lewis, Todd Anthony Shaw, Taj Tilghman
Luscious bitch, she is true But it's not nice to fool Mother Nature The proud mother of God, like all hoes Is, is jealous of her own shadow
Who is this young big tawny bitch Who wish to be queen for a day? Who would sacrifice the great grandsons An' daughters of her jealous mother?
By suckin' their brain until their ability To think was amputated By pimpin' their instincts until they were fat Horny an' strung out An' her right to be kept queen of the universe Who is this bitch?
You get somethin' for nothin' when you got to get the gas Spit the game in her ear, tell her get on the ave It's mind manipulation in every situation There's a pimp an' a ho Somebody roll this Dayton downhill
Takin' the easy way While the other brother say it should be this way Which one are you? 'Cause I was 'Born to Mack' Since the day of my birth, I was sworn to that
It's the P I M P that's in me You envy, how instantly I make ten G's An' never lift a finger, makes you wanna bring a Player to the show an' get your clown, Jerry Springer
Blame the consumers, how I look at life It's just another day in a hooker's life With no tricks, there's no pimpin' It's like drugs with no fiends, sex with no women
Down with the P Funk, F U N Kaich Down with the P Funk, P U Down with the P Funk, F U N K Why not?
Let's funk until they smell it (Jump yo' ass in the tub, u stank) Let's funk until they smell it
I came through, the party was packed I saw three top notches, the rest was rats I could smell it, when I first touched down I saw yo' bitch, she wanna fuck right now
Quit actin' scared 'cause I just might get her Spend the night wit her, won't spend my life wit her My specialty is runnin' game But this ain't hide an' go get it, I ain't playin'
I'm on a constant pursuit of panties She said she had a man, I said, ‽Bitch, can he Stick dick to ya, give ya long slow strokes Or beat your pussy up 'til it smokes?â€
Young girl lookin' brand new, told me what her man do Fake-ass nigga, she can't stand you I took advantage of her, nigga, fuck you I know bitches, I know just what to do
I like fat girls, I had plenty Black an' white, tall or skinny If you asked me, I won't change my mind I can't marry you, I told you that the last time
Let's funk 'em, let's funk 'em 'Til they smell it Let's funk 'em 'til they smell it Bitch, let's funk 'em 'til they smell it (Jump yo' ass in the tub, u stank)
Let's funk 'em 'til they smell it Jump yo' ass in the tub, u stank Miss me with that shit (Jump yo' ass in the tub, u stank) Miss me with that shit, bitch
Now, it happened A case of the miss me with that shits Miss me with that shit, somethin' stink
更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 Well, I might be young but I bathe in Cristal Bitches, they know the name, sling dick like pistol Cuff your bitch now 'fore we put her on tape With some dick on her face, screamin' gimme a taste
Fuck the rest of these niggaz an' bitches That's like niggaz, man, fuck that nigga I'ma pawn that nigga, I'm beyond that nigga If you ain't packin' a pistol then run, my nigga
'Cause we been to known to rip shit up So keep yo' chains up 'Fore you lames get plucked, you shut the fuck up Shut the fuck up 'fore I bust two at your truck Draped in all black, two in the Coupe, you better duck
Who's that lookin' through my window? Blaow, nobody now You motherfuckers better lay it down B A B Y, capital D C Virtual pimpin', we mackin' in 3-D
Miss me with that shit Yeah, that ain't no jive
Down with the P Funk, F U N K (Jump yo' ass in the tub, u stank) Why not? Beotch Down with the P Funk, F U N K, u stank Down with the P Funk, F U
Down with the P Funk, F U N K (U stank) Why not? P Funk, F U N (Jump yo' ass in the tub, u stank) Down with the P Funk, P U (U stank, bitch)
Jump yo' ass in the tub, u stank I smell ya, u stank Oh, it's so funky 'cause u stank, beotch Jump yo' ass in the tub, u stank
Now you got me talkin' niggarish So just color me like a nigga Peanut bitin' on my tongue While I'm spillin' nigga gibberish
Nigga got a habit of babblin' broken English So make an American African nigga won't be distinguished Perceivin' me to be somewhat a common nigga? Fuck an AK 47, a millimeter
Don't need a fresh hooker on my jock shootin' drag Gettin' paid hoe, go rush some cash You went to school to still run in the street Back in the day, you know a raw nigga like me don't play
I'ma blue B L A C K black-ass nigga Suck my dick an' make it bigger As I walk into the party, I grab my goatin' ass You see him an' you love him, here you go, hoe, hug him
Walkin' around here with your lips curled, makin' me sick Actin' like you got class, this here Sheba Makeba I said naw, disagree She was a beat the bitch, bitch, I bet I'll beat yo' ass
In a minute, I'm a cuss I'm a nigga, I don't give a motherfuck Jam is biggerer, thickerer You a nigga but I am nigga-er This is to be, spit it, baby
Hey, did you get that shit on tape? Oh, my God, that nigga is cold, dawg You see my pockets stay full, yours stay empty You say I look Kunta Kinte Blue black ain't shit jack, I'm blacker than that Jet black, yeah, I do smoke crack
You an' your bitch will get checked I have no respect for a skeezer I'll slap her in her muh'fuckin' face An' it won't disgrace this nigga Oh, yes, oh, my God Nigga, you got some shit done
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