Get your hands out the air.
Yeah.
I make that p**y Talk Back, Back
Back, Back, Back, Back, Back.
(I make that p**y Talk Back, Back
Back, Back, Back, Back, Back)
I make that p**y Talk Back, Back
Beat it from the back
I bet I'll make that p**y Talk Back.
(I make that p**y Talk Back, Back
If you hit it from the Back
I bet I'll make this p**y Talk Back)
You like Sasha.
What?
Sasha Row.
Sasha Row?
Get it to you when your eye can't close
I'm sergeant slaughter
Mr. Slaughter house
We Slaughter hoes.
Tell your girl to wipe her mouth
Drop my drawls dick
Hangin' with my feet out
Watch your daughter dog.
Put her on the meat rack
Video tape, R Kelly sh**
Lyin' that b**h
Told her she would sell a bid.
She can sell bid.
Yeah.
Well, buy a bid.
Yeah.
Well, get it back.
How?
Well, sell a b**h.
Yeah.
Have her come back home bone legged.
Man do I even got to say it?
I make that p**y Talk Back, Back
Back, Back, Back, Back, Back.
(I make that p**y Talk Back, Back
Back, Back, Back, Back, Back)
I make that p**y Talk Back, Back
Beat it from the back
I bet I'll make that p**y Talk Back.
(I make that p**y Talk Back, Back
If you hit it from the back
I bet I'll make this p**y Talk Back)
She want that slum game
Want me to lie to her
So I told her that I love her like a God do
But I ain't eat it, I just beat it up.
You would thought she was a slave
The way I treated her
I took the rubber off
Skeeted on her back.
Same place where her man got his name at
Told her take a picture
Go & frame that
b**hes say that I'm a dog the way I treated cat.
I make that p**y Talk Back like a rude child
Pop a pill oh man girls gone wild
Now to gear it on, b**h, grab a towel
Then go to soap, hit the shower.
I make that p**y Talk Back, Back
Back, Back, Back, Back, Back.
(I make that p**y Talk Back, Back
Back, Back, Back, Back, Back)
I make that p**y Talk Back, Back
Beat it from the back
I bet I'll make that p**y Talk Back.
(I make that p**y Talk Back, Back
If you hit it from the back
I bet I'll make this p**y Talk Back)
(I'll make that p**y talk
I'll make that a** clap, like your voicemail, I can make it Talk Back
Nymphomaniac, shawty with them stacks
Grab a camcorder, so we can play it back
And you can lick on that
That's that liquid crack
And you can give me that
Because I'm a throw it back
Gotta eat somethin' this ain't Ramadan
I'm the princess
Queen of make you come
Go to sleep, s** your thumb
Wake you right back up with that yum yum
Now put your tongue on that bubble gum.
You love my lady lumps?)
I make that p**y Talk Back, Back
Back, Back, Back, Back, Back.
(I make that p**y Talk Back, Back
Back, Back, Back, Back, Back)
I make that p**y Talk Back, Back
Beat it from the back
I bet I'll make that p**y Talk Back.
(I make that p**y Talk Back, Back
If you hit it from the back
I bet I'll make this p**y Talk Back)