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Break your back, bitch That what them real niggas like Mollies in my liquor, prescription pills, and weed That's a real nigga drug Show some pussy, make a real nigga throw it up Throw it up, show some love Just because you a bad bitch Just because you on your grind, girl I respect everything you do Work, mama, work, mama, work, mama Get them bad hoe Work, mama, work, mama Stick 'em grand, hoe We caught eye contact, I walked up on her Like girl, you got one bright future. I'm a boyfriend's nightmare, Freddy Krueger Pussy good so I bust it with a break-ya-back huh-chu-ya huh-chu-ya Beat the pussy lex luther. boom, boom, boom Get low like some water waves Got these squares on my sun coat now my paper straight Bitch, I got work on lay away Bitch, I got work on Labor Day Mollies in my liquor, prescription pills, and weed That's a real nigga drug I got all the bad bitches, I got all the real niggas Letras de cancionesTurn the house into a club, turn the house into a club She don't want a skirt, she want that real nigga love She give me mouth in the tub Then she walk down, kiss you like what? Turn the house into a club, turn the house into a club Turn the house into a club, nigga, what? Turn the house into a club, nigga, what? Eyes big like Kermit The Frog's On the mollies with them bars Always chilling it, hanging with stars Kush don't come in a bag, they come in jars She came four times, that's a par Ass so big you can see from far No bar, had the party in the backseat of my car And you got VIP tickets Pussy knee deep in it Cut my hands, throw my feet in it Fall asleep in it, might pass out in it Going hard like the knife in it, spend the night in it Mollies in my liquor, prescription pills, and weed That's a real nigga drug I got all the bad bitches, I got all the real niggas Turn the house into a club, turn the house into a club She don't want a skirt, she want that real nigga love She give me mouth in the tub Then she walk down, kiss you like what? Turn the house into a club, turn the house into a club Turn the house into a club, nigga, what? Turn the house into a club, nigga, what? I'mma throw a party at her momma house Her momma fine, I'mma put it in her momma mouth Sure dog, I stay with the hoes But never in my life would I stay with a hoe I'm on the go, middle of the summer with some snow Popping pills and these bitches want blow Whatever I gotta do to get the party started The bitch never stop once the party started Up all night doing hella shit When she came up in clothes she was hella thick Bitch was jumping on me on TMZ And if you see that shit, boy, I was hella lit She said, ?Why they call you Short? You got hella dick? If you ain't sucking on it, bitch, it's irrelevant She started sucking me up for the hell of it I busted in the face of that pretty little yellow bitch Mollies in my liquor, prescription pills, and weed That's a real nigga drug I got all the bad bitches, I got all the real niggas Turn the house into a club, turn the house into a club She don't want a skirt, she want that real nigga love She give me mouth in the tub Then she walk down, kiss you like what? Turn the house into a club, turn the house into a club Turn the house into a club, nigga, what? Turn the house into a club, nigga, what? (Thanks to Patrick for these lyrics) From Letras Mania