(Lynch)

I know, you remember Holiday Inn

Had to hit it from the back drinkin OE and gin

I used to eat pussy up, I can't lie,

that's really real, really real, really real

See I met you through the homies

That homie was like cuz, wont you jump up in the cutlass

Come and get you some butt

Came through swervin off OE like I always do

Same two straps in the trunk cuz where you at aint coo

I was like boo hold up its midnight and I got the eyes tight

Knew it was on just as long as I rub the thighs right

Next thing you know, we disrespecting the couch

Feel the pressure in my nutts

Its about to come out

You was like inside, whoride, I don't give a fuck

We can fuck untill I throw up all the way to sunrise then cut

And thats what happened

It was crackin like an omlet

Got you hittin that bomb shit

And you don't even enhale the chronic

Stupid ass biiatch



(Pook)

I used to love da hoe, I can't lie

Bitch had me stuck

25 years later the fuck so many haters ????

Bitch you need to grow up

You already know what side I throw up (Westside bitch!)

Given our game back to weak niggas to help them niggas blow up

But shiesty bitch you know what

You gon get back , you gon feel it nigga

I heard the FBI tried to shut you down said you done been the nigga

Said you (???) violent thoughts

And youre a thug wannabe, followin

Doing more than lickin the pussy

They smellin a tastin, bitin, swollowin leavin the pussyhole hollow

Heard the pussy picked up a forth the Henessey bottle

Now everybody thinkin nigga fuck, leavin them whiteboys in Colorado

But fuck it, let a hoe be a hoe is my motto

Cant let it rest

Gotta get it off my chest just to express my sorrow

I guess your pimp had