Woorden:
Drill You Suck

You're everything I thought you'd be Yeah, ooh, ooh You suck the life out of me, yeah You suck life Don't care if you're there It's no fair what you

clash black for playin' the middle like ya ass crack You can ball over here, I play pass that Exotic cats love to talk peace when you blast back No more fair ones, know you

Who you roll with, 'cause that's bullshit You'll get your ass kicked fuckin wit' real thugs Playahatin you gets no love Run and get your boys if you thinkin you

then I guess I gotta chopIf I chop, then I gotta chop, chop[Both]But you could never stop sucker, you could never dropWicked clowns 'cause you know we

nigga with no money Ya poor dummy, you should be spendin' ya ho' money When she offered you some, you probably tell her, "No, honey" You to slow sonny

Verse 2: [[Hot Rod]] I like to fuck, bitch; once you go black, you ain't never going back. Pop up in my Cadillac; let's go for a ride baby, you ain'

look easy fuh sheezee Leavin' you and your best man, stiffer than mannequins Enough to break the skin on a Vietnam leatherneck Marine drill sargeant, you

and tearin' down your walls (Oh yeah) Shit, you know the deal before a nigga even stepped Damn that ass hot, seems like it's gone melt You know I give it to you till you

Here you come sucking my energy And you suck it up right off the street Ha..babydoll Here you are sucking my energy and I Drill it in my good hole