Budd Dwyer - f** a Hoe lyrics

[Verse 1: Yung $now] Before I die, I want you by my side Don't be shy Your body looking alive in the candle light Blow that sh** out, yeah I be that dead pimp f**ing a ho in the dark no doubt Nothing but smoke surrounding our bodies Leave my mark I'm f**ing out All black suede robe and slippers As I slip her the dick, yeah she wants to pull my f**ing trigger Trying to cuddle, but she shivers because my body cold What you know about my slow roll? Roll and blow f** a ho and dig a hole I'm a bunch of bones Let me go Call me Yung Snow, ho Got her p**y froze Off I goes on a pile of hoes Let's f**, and then overdose Ice cold, I'm Jack Dawson she my f**ing Rose [Verse 2: $lick $loth] All these b**hes on my dick but I'm like f** a ho Scrimmy be f**ing and ducking, you know that we don't love them though Half the time they try to f** and I just pa** on them If she ugly, tell my buddy put a mask on her Skinny cracker with that devil flow Pour that lean and make a toast Suicide, I'm diagnosed Paranoid schizophrenic f** a ho that's how I'm pimping Come and witness all these b**hes Trying to f** just because my lyrics Paint an image of the greatest Famous Satan, triple six my nation f** a ho who's hating Got b**hes master bating to a painting of a real player Pa** me that blade, I'm the mother f**ing ho slayer b**h [Verse 3: Black Smurf] Well, I'm cruising on my side with my eyes low Real Memphis n***a and I know you recognize ho It's just Black Smurf, with that 1995 flow Lungs full of them trees so you know what my mind on Catch me in the East ? getting my grind on b**hes playing FEDs so you know I'ma keep my nine on n***a better not play because if he do it's homicide, G All I know is get it how I live on my side, G Traffic smoking good, like I should, all the time, man Promise if a f** n***a try he's going to die, man b**hes do you in for the ends, ain't a lie, man Better keep your eye on that b**h because she's sly, man For real