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Текст (слова) песни: UNLV - Jazzy Bitch



Verse one: {lil ya}

I can never run out of bitches to right about it

My forget they name but I got game

Thats 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

Shes a bad bitch from uptown who lived in the melph

I introduced myself its 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 dont want to quit

Man I punched this hoe, I wore the pussy out and

Before I left, best believe I got them out

I told you Im a gangster and I just

Dont quit so Im a talk some mroe shit bout

Another bitch I got partna out the three we call

Him tee, now me and my nigga tee was fuckin the same

Bitch named nicky, nicky was the spanish type of bitch

Who liked the sex, she was down for havin sex

But I was in it for her checks

She lived near the nell, I told the bitch to give me some mail

She took me to dinner, broke me off I ended up in her

Now, yella boy you my nigga I know you dont trip

But after the chorus wont ya brag for a bitch

Chorus: {lil ya}

Lil ya got a gangsta jazzy bitch

Yella boy got a gangsta jazzy bitch

Tec-9 got a gangsta jazzy bitch

But we lookin for them bitches with them

Real big butts

{2x}

Second verse: {yella boy}

My story starts about my baby mama

Mother fuck ya, I wish I never met ya

Keep my name off ya, bam-mouse!

I can shake it, cuz I caught ya loose

Im sick of tired of the rights to lefts and

The uppercuts I had to throw

Now Im goin solo hoe

Ya see, I want a popper from the south

So she work her mouth, plus my long dick

Make her scream and shout

Now where the big booty bitches who can really bounce

Stroke it up at the teli or at my house

I like to tear them hoes up when Im full of

That dope, servin up with the dick down they throat

Like scope, Im come through like a gun at the head

Hold the noise, lets get busy fuck the jeep check

Im down with dackaree go down the pussy

Dizzy, now tell me do you feel the heat in yo stomach dizzy

Break it off for the record let my boys hit it

Fuck a nice, I want a real freaky bitch

Cuz Im a gee runnin game catch the m o four

To be with me you got to be low down and dirty hoe

Pussy weigh uptown cuz Im a clown

Turnin you bitches smile into a frown

Undercover freak I brought ya self-sex out

Skeet skeet from yo hip to yo titte hoe

I want the whole nine yards plus yo heart hoe

I want ya to back the fuck up

Take a step back hoe

Its the fella with the chucks

Comin to rip wrap up them bitches

On the floor with the hoe bro

You see me in the mall spendin what the fuck I want hoe

All xl polos 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 fucked kangols wife

Its like over and over

We twerk it on up

Got to keep my eyes on these bitches

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 bitch

Tec-9 what ya like? I like a fine ass bitch

Tec-9 what ya like? well as a matter of fact I like a bitch

Who aint afraid to suck the bozack

My bitches is trippin , got a mind full of silly games

Its such a shame I had to diss the hoe

Now Ill be solo now picture me

Pimpin a flock of hoes got em workin on the streets

And Im at home gettin my dicked sucked up

Under the sheets I stroke the pussy

To left I stroke the pussy to the right

Hot blowed, Im releasin down yo throat

Its four thirty in the mornin got to make it home

Before my wife wakes up and know she sleep alone

Its the same rotation as I apply the penetration

To yo body, Im smokin Im fatty the moment is right

You call me daddy, its like over and over

You twerk it on up but we lookin for

Them bitches with the real big butts

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 tryna find a way to straight trap me

Chorus: {2x}

 

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