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Kush god, bitch Pimp hand strong Suplexin' hoes, like brad armstrong Suck a nigga dick chopped and screwed though Right [Refrain] Ab-soul Bad bitch Whistle while you twerk on that dick That's it Make it nasty All that shit Classy, in the street But freaky in the bedroom Bad ho Whistle while you twerk And don't miss a note Smoke Dza (riiiiight) She walk in and got the lil niggas widlin' Ass like, she employed by king of diamonds Last night She got off, the paper pilin' Hoes mad tight But she twerk and keep stylin' Letras de cancionesLickin' her lips just like she give the mean marvelous Ass clappin' on that green carpet Get it girl Slow grindin', got a nigga brick She tryna give a private dance and get a extra tip Shit She put that box right up for sale I got a couple 1s But I'm from the school of (???) She let my man pipe wit some passes for rock the bells Haha These hoes is wicked I wonder what she do for some jigga tickets Bad bitch But her mentality is classless Average Ho in the spot, tryna stack chips She like, if jesus turned water into wine Then I could turn this pussy into diamonds I heard you I heard you shorty I dig ya plans I overstand You start talkin' 'bout bands A nigga be lookin' in the air like [Refrain] Ab-soul Bad bitch Whistle while you twerk on that dick That's it Make it nasty All that shit Classy, in the street But freaky in the bedroom Bad ho Whistle while you twerk And don't miss a note Ab-soul (fuckin' suck a nigga dick, while hittin' the splits, and rollin' the spliff at the same damn time, bitch! is you out of yo miiind, bitch?!) Ab-soul Nasty Make it nasty Soulo, ho Lookin' for the hole behind yo panties That's fasho Hit that pole Let this be yo anthem Dip it low Heard it's dippin' dots between yo thighs Dza got a scoop befo' I'm tryna see what that be like Damn right (ho) Ab got a appetite Damn right (ho) I gotta eat I gotta eat You heard of foreplay Let's try gunplay Pull my strap and you're deceased (soulo) A beast under the sheets Like a top dawg under cover Fuck undercover police It's the kush god and the god mc Pay yo tithes Or you could do it for free Please make that ass clap I got bands I got racks Got them fifties Got them hunnedssss I don't drive But that audi outside got room for us Turn this up I'm turnt up Can't you tell? Don't tell no lie (ho) [Refrain] Ab-soul Bad bitch Whistle while you twerk on that dick That's it Make it nasty All that shit Classy, in the street But freaky in the bedroom Bad ho Whistle while you twerk And don't miss a note From Letras Mania