Five Saints - b**h lyrics

[Intro: E-92] This is E-92, repping the Five Saints Five Saints clique pimping these hoes I get it like ferrets [Hook: The Etherealist & Full Steele Jacket] [x2] Five Saints, N64 on the track That's five ways to f** your b**h in her b**h a** She get low in the back when we ride slow That's five dicks in your mother-f**ing mouth, ho [Verse 1: The Etherealist] That's five dicks in your mother-f**ing damn b**h That's five dicks in your mother-f**ing grand-kids Jokes, dawg; I ain't f**ing with no children This time around, I'm only here for your women I see this fine-a** b**h up at the damn bar Walk up to her, yo and see if I can slam her hard Nah, for reals, like I turn my f**ing swag on Like: (Ey, ey, ey girl, what's, what's your name?) (Yo, this Ether. This Ether on the Beat right here, this Ether) So many b**hes tryin'a eat my damn dick, I swear to God man, I need a f**ing beating stick Wiling on these hoes while I beat their damn guts up, back of the club, tryin'a eat my damn nuts up You f**ing pussies wish that you could be Ether b**h licks my a** while I eat a damn pizza And all these b**hes know they gotta s** my D if they wanna make it in the f**ing industry 'MOTD' tatted on my back. b**h on my lap, 'bout to gag on my cack You f**ing ballers wanna make it in this biz? Take a leaf from your b**h: bend over for my fist [Hook] [Verse 2: Full Steele Jacket] (Ewan is the worst hype-man ever) Hey, it's the Full Steele Jacket, back again Yo, go ask your b**h if she's got a friend No, I don't wanna f**ing date her Go, b**h, lick my balls; I'm the penetrator Hey, b**hes be crazy; there ain't no doubt Yo, so fickle, they're making me crazy now No, b**h, this is your ultimatum Go, there's a long-a** queue who want me to slay them [Verse 3: DJ Quicket Bat] [Freestyle] Catch of the day in every single way. I'm cumming in your a**, I'm cumming cause you're gay I really love it, f**ing me with a [incomprehensible] Kawaii on the streets, sempai on the sheets. Oh yeah, you'll never s** this dick Oh yeah, everybody s** my dick, everybody s** my dick, everybody s** my dick Crimean generals. Don't even know what I'm talking about. Everything I say I'm f**ing about, I'm f**ing about. Ah, every single b**h in this club, I'm singing about Ah, I've seen her every day. Always with her [incomprehensible] Oh yeah, smell like perfume but my perfume's even better [Hook] [Outro: The Etherealist] Yeah, that's five ways to f** a damn b**h Now get out, 'less you wanna see me beat my dick