[esham]
What's up honey? don't mind me askin, but how your a** been?
And f** that chatty n***a, if he's a has been
I got twenty, cuz i'm good and plenty
To get the dollars, get the dick, if you gettin any
You gotta work that p**y fast, work that p**y slow
It don't matter cuz these b**hes know i got the phatter dough
Ain't no trick, but i gotta trick dick like hoodini
I want ya fine a** on my dick like the genie
Grant my wishes, blow your hugs and kisses in the wind
G-string up ya a**, all i see is p**y skin
And nigs don't know about my titty bar ho
She be dancin til the break of dawn wit no panties on
Dough, lickin her lips, her p**y smells on my fingertips
She's ill, i think i f**ed her wit the dollar bill
For real, her titties, look so ferm, i might burn
If i run up in her raw, wit the super s**m
She got a
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Work that p**y fast, work that p**y slow
Work that muthaf**a, outta baller's cash flow
[esham]
Something surprise me about your eyes
They make my dick rise, and then your a** got me hypnotized
Watch you put dollars up ya p**y, ho
They make my dick swoll, and you the reason why these n***as roll
Big cash flow, watch your a** ho
p**y for days, got nigs, runnin thru a maze
Gotta funny way of lookin at me, know i wanna skeez ya
Then i got the other p**y, put it in the freezer
Dollar strapped around you leg, on the rubber band
I know deep down you could never love a move
Only the money, go to get yours, at all cost
p**y ain't nothin, but a way to take a lost
I gotta let these hoes know, that i ain't no trick
I'm just a n***a wit a dick, and a mind that's sick
So pull your panties to your knees, cuz i aim to please
I bet that p**y get hot, like a hundred degrees, when you
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[esham]
I see the way every n***a is scopin, hopin
He can get a change at your kinda romance
Every n***a in the house, got one thing on they mind
Seein the back of your head, watchin that a** from behind
Tell me somethin, if you wasn't workin at this club
Would you be lookin at me like you was f**in me
Or better yet be duckin me
I don't want anything from you, you don't nothing from me
If this was back in the day, you be f**in for free
I sit and daze and reminisce on how i used to bone her
I told the waitress to rush over another corona
I give the b**h a hundred dollars just to dance on my lap
I tell the dj slow it down, cuz this b**h is all that
I want the time to go slow, and my dough even slower
I wanna f** ya p**y, but i don't even know her
I can't go out like the next man
God damn, b**h, do you know who the f** i am, gotta
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