She appeared to be the quality of a time-latchShe's a freaky little, squeezy little batchThe quality of a time-latchBut she's the freaky little, squeezy little batchThe quality of a time-latchShe's gonna have a live freak showShe stay lookin' good even thoughThe bitch can suck a dick like a proYou know how this Mack'n gang goYou know how this bitch goAnd this Mack'n gang goAnd this bitch goHe low left a cloud of smoke from your drivewayDidn't take too long to hit the highwayDizzy as *, and he's still connoisseurFrom gettin' drunk and fuckin' your bitch on the floorI comes and goes, easy as the wind blowsIn and out, your motherfuckin' windowsBetter check your bitch, that in the clique is quick to spitAt them hoes, so the sucker dick can die for goldOut of control, that steering wheel is hard to holdLike this nut, when it's in your gut, the battery's slowHurt my boats, so I guess I gots to get some moreFuckin' with that whip's gon' get me killed, but I just can't let it goHit the stove, and put some ice in my mugGuaranteed to blow, but I'm not gonna blowOnce I get you on that trackin' bugTalkin' back, fuckin' in my CadillacHit the rap, and twerk some cum on your backThe types of * that you see on the fuckin' flickTurned to Rome, took some * to make a nigga richWent straight and suckin' dick in the backseatTo bend it down to Dirty Nation, why * that?She agreed to be the only T of a top-notch homeBut she was down to have a life in the shadeShe stayed lookin' good even thoughThe rest was so good, she was so goodLike a gun käyttорYou know how thisGang lostMagnum Jane ghostHip * goesAnd how thisHip * goesGang lostHip * goesOhCheck this outAnd that's how thisunconscious * goesAnd that's how thisHip * goesI guess shotsI'll make sureT jejYou knowBI doThat's how aOPShe tapin' long, I was drivin' a sixCalled a car freak, slippin', and I gave her a liftFirst things first, I need the purse up frontI stop and cop a half, I need fifteen bluntsLeft the fifteens blind, she watch a DVDA porn star, bitch, wanna stick it to meGot the reasoning touchin', bitch handed me somethin'A roll full of whole money, said, this was your moneyBig stood up, insoluted the bitchI'm on the back of my Benz with my Ruger and *I'm parked on the one way in the carpool laneHave the lights on, bitch, givin' me brainsShe told me her name, but I forgot that quickI call her baby, and the freak's your bitchShe appeared to be the quality of a top-notch *And she was done with half of our freak showShe stayed lookin' good even thoughThe rest of us are the dead onesYou had a smile on your face yesterday, lil' mamaWhat's happenin' with you today?Is it that time of night you bleedin'?Or could it be some of this dick you need?Don't try to act like you ain't freakin'I know you go both ways, but we all about to freezeTill we see me, you, and another femaleImagine, you givin' me headWhile she figure fuckin' you with a fingernailUse the pro in everybody and they *** my noseThat you can suck a tennis ball through a waterhouseP-U-S-S, you like to lick meBig don't know, all in your rectumNatural born freak, a zoid, never maniacOpen thighs, due to the graphic nature of this programViewer discretion advisedSweetie, I'm about to dance, I'ma need you toStick out your tongue where I can see itAnd drink it outThe quality of a top-notch roleThe quality of a top-notch roleCause she was down to have a life free showShe stayed lookin' good even thoughThe rest of us are the dead onesGame goesGame goesGame goesGame goesAnd those * goingYeah, man, these hoes You know they like one of usBig old problemsBig old problemsBig old problemsYeah, man, these hoes, you know, they like when us big ol' ballin' ass niggas be talkin', you knowBorn up in them bitches, man, real tough, like, you knowSome of these hoes, man, I be out to use three and four rubbers, manI ain't over-exaggeratin'