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One night I was chillin out at the crab inn Spot these two shorty wops who felt like stabbin Invited shorties to the table to break bread with us Thinkin later on they gonna give head to us So instead we just Parlayed in the cut with A ton of seafood and these two swollen butt chicks Titties off the hook word, I peeped them both Cuz they be bouncing when they laughed And my son had jokes One ate too much, The other is a salad eatin bitch But they both slim shorties So it don't mean shit I told these chicks that I thought they both had class They looked at me funny and laughed Like I ain't have cash I said hahahahaha, Had to find that funny So I said no child, I'm Tall Sean That's the Bummy Letras de canciones Bummy Jab baby Eat your crabs, and stop flapping That ????? bitch ate the fish like somebody's clapping We ate five desert shrimp Four bottles of such and such Three lobsters with these Two crabs, but we going dutch I don't drink so I'm toe up from too much Dom P With my eyes I told shorty I'm feeling horny But she bore me yappin about her man and how he's Some dicksnot and she getting him for lots of cheese. The other girl I'm talking to said she lives in the Bronx Work at AT&T, and she do what she wants Peep the stee, tight jeans, blonde hair and the cellular Said she got no kids, plus she push a white Celica But I don't give a what All that shit's irrelevant as hell Ya heard about the oh oh Hold up, hold up What's that smell? Ah self son, I can't help the farts from coming I ate too much food GOD DAMN that shit is hummin! Handle that boy! Got from the table and said excuse me Walked to the bathroom feelin a little loosey goosey Soon as I got inside, you know I handled my duty(doodie?) Walked back to the table Hey yo, what happened to them cuties? -Fuck happened to them? -I don't know son. This nigga goes to the bathroom, the bitches ate just as much as he did, they go to the bathroom, and the bathroom is all the way on the other side of the fuckin crab inn and shit! -If I go to the bathroom you're supposed to hold them bitches down! -Fuck I'm supposed to hold the bitches hostage?! Cmon, let's get the fuck out of here! We payed the bill and we skated to the ATM To re-up on cash flow Them bitches played me DAMN! In my truck, and we riffing all the way to the Ville I can't believe you let them bitches stiff us for the bill That's my word If I ever see'em I'ma treat'em like they dudes Straight up beat'em down on the streets end When I see them I'ma stick them chickens for they cash You're lights blinkin, here's a few Lincoln's for some gas Huh? Just fart in the tank with your stinkass! You know duke? Think fast Direct me to the nearest Mobil Right there on the left Went the left, and then the right Pulled up to a pump And I couldn't believe my eyes! I'm nearsighted But I could still tell it's the Same two punk bitches in that Celica Get your gat son, I'm bout to catch a body kid This bitch got into the stance like the Karate Kid Thinkin, this bitch's about to kick off my head I did the logical thing, Nigga I pulled her leg (what'd you do son?) Nigga I pulled her leg (tell'em again) Nigga I pulled her leg (one more time for the people) Pulled her leg -I'll pull your's right now -Stupid sons and daughters, bitches and punk bastards! -Fuck I look like? Letting some punk ass bitches run up out the joint? I'm supposed to be some dicksnot? -Get the fuck outta here! Let this be a lesson to all you bitch crazy ass sons of bitches...we'll get y'all. -Word is bond jovi, we out From Letras Mania