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It's All Good
Love my *****s, but where's my *****es?
I love my *****s, but where's my *****es?
Love my *****s, but where's my *****es?
I love my *****s, but where's my *****es?
[Chorus:]
It's all good
It's all right
**** all day
**** all night
Call my *****es 'cause wherever I go, y'all my *****es
East to the west coast, all my *****es
Yo, chickens is good for pluckin'
So I'm stickin' *****es ****in'
Got 'em trickin' while they suckin'
Give 'em ****, and they ain't buggin'
I've done it all
From mackin' two hos on a three-way
Dominican hos on freeway
Country hos in V-A
And they all say the same about my game - it's tight
That's why every night a different group of *****es start a fight
Over some **** that they don't even own
All I'm givin' 'em is the bone
Blowin' up a *****s phone but ain't nobody home
I'm in a zone tryin' to do things
Let's turn this into a crew thing
What's up, girlfriend, you game?
No wonder why when I leave at night
It's 'cause I thieve at night
I'm leavin' *****es not breathin' right
I **** they head up with some slick ****
Hit 'em off with some long **** ****
Make it some quick ****, but rip ****
Then I'm out, just like the trash on a Thursday
Knowin' she'd be givin' up the *** on the first day
[Chorus x 2]
Flocks of *****es by the dozens
From sisters to cousins
Got 'em doin' **** they said they wasn't
Ever gonna do like knowin' I'd **** the ***** that she was close to
Still gave up the *** and dough; she was supposed to
Pictures of *****es and flicks of chicks
Videos with the baddest hos, sucking ****
It's the dog in me that makes me do wrong
Honies can't help but get strung (Why?
'Cause the game is too strong
I like 'em greedy, black like Edi, eyes beady, willin' to give to the needy
I done ran through 'em all
From around the way *****es
To them outta state hos
I'm even hitting gay *****es
All I tell 'em is "let me get that"
Then it's on
Knock her motha****in' boots
And then I'm gone
I got the white *****es sayin' "It's a black thing"
'Cause I leave that ho with no dough and plenty back pain
[Chorus x 2]
*****es who get props 'cause they know who can get got
Who they can get shot by the way ya *****'s hip drop
Walk up in the spot knowin' what she want strictly
When hon wants the dickly, hon comes and gets me
Hits me, pays me, doesn't get crazy
Known to be swayze 'cause that's daddy's baby
I keep them hos in check like the government
Hittin' 'em off with nothin' but the ****, and they lovin' it
Huggin' it like it's they best friend 'cause it is, word to mix
****in' with tricks is just biz
I deal with strictly dimes
Got 'em commitin' they first crimes
Now she's suckin' **** for the first time
And ain't no secret 'bout how I freak it when it's sleek it
Never knew how I peeped it then creeped it
That's how I know this must be that ****
I tell them *****es "I'll be back"
And they believe that ****
[Chorus x 4]
I love my *****s, but where's my *****es?
I love my *****s, but where's my *****es?
I love my *****s, but where's my *****es?
I love my *****s, but where's my *****es?