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[VERSE 1: Jayo Felony] 12 noon in the hood, Hennessy on the rocks, that is my potion Bitches singin that sad love song like Billy Ocean But to them hoochie hoodrats (I) give em no leeway So now I'm peelin out hittin switches on a freeway Leanin to the side (right) bouncin when I hit a dip Slowin down so my CD won't skip When trip I'm pullin up on all-gold D's The orange bud is sticky, crack a forty with the O.G.'s And it was cool until they put me up on the scoop: "Yo Loc, I saw your main bitch in a coupe Whooptie-whoop and they were goin to the mo-mo" So I'm thinkin: Oh no, it's time to roll to the pad and get my .44 No hoe is worth another case, get out my face As I bring it to the table like grace Bitch, and I want nothin else to do with you Speed on, hurry up and get gone because I'm through with you Bitch, I'm through with you It's too late to act right ( ? ) Cause your game ain't tight Bitch, I'm through with you It's too late to act right ( ? ) Letras de cancionesCause your game ain't tight [VERSE 2: Jayo Felony] Not givin a damn about a punk bitch, it's all about the sex, man Cause if the Loc take a fizzall you're goin to the next man Prraw, prraw, prraw, that's how my toolie sound When I pullin off on her Cause I don't want her You know what I'm sayin? I wasn't born with that bitch And I ain't gon die with that bitch And I tell that bitch to split quick And prraw sounds I make out the pipes on my muthafuckin 64 But let me get back on this bitch, though My O.G.'s raised me to never ever let them hoes plays me I pray that you save me, they pushin up daisies Cause if I caught you in bed with Ted and Fred That still wouldn't make me put no strap to my head Bullet Loc stayin tall, though, through it all, though Some of y'all ain't good for nothin but a bootie call, though Yo, so I'm off in the wind and stayin true Speed on, hurry up and get gone because I'm through with you Bitch, I'm through with you It's too late to act right ( ? ) Cause your game ain't tight Bitch, I'm through with you It's too late to act right ( ? ) Cause your game ain't tight (Prraw prraw prraw, that's how my toolie sound) When I'm pullin off on those bitches Cause your game ain't tight (Prraw prraw prraw, that's how my toolie sound) When I'm pullin off on those bitches Cause your game ain't tight [VERSE 3: Jayo Felony] There's a pijama party goin down... Fool, you should know that I'm with that The baddest hoes in the world want the Bullet Loc to hit that I'm on the prowl, I'll be the one gettin my stroke on I never hesitates to get my loc on Ugh, get my smoke on ,but you know that's only right, though The po-po wanna know why my eyes low But I got a surprise, though Pedal to the flo', that's how I peel out Drink won't spill out, chill out and let my crop sprout I'm out it's on ( ? ) takin it easy Bitch, don't try to hide when you see me Your game is wack, so stay the fuck back I drop you off at the bus stop to give that horse his tail back You been dismissed, dissed like snotty tissue Get outta here, disappear bitch, but I won't miss you And they all know what a real gee'll do with you Straight give the boot to that ass because I'm through with you Bitch, I'm through with you It's too late to act right ( ? ) Cause your game ain't tight Bitch, I'm through with you It's too late to act right ( ? ) Cause your game ain't tight (Prraw prraw prraw, that's how my toolie sound) When I'm pullin off on a bitch Cause your game ain't tight (Prraw prraw prraw, that's how my toolie sound) When I'm pullin off on those bitches Cause your game ain't tight From Letras Mania