We got in a little fight Geezer come with a knife in his fist I got cut along with the wrist said A.C.A.B., A.C.A.B., A.C.A.B. All cops are bastards
got in a little fight Geezer come with a knife in his fist I got cut along with the wrist said A.C.A.B., A.C.A.B., A.C.A.B. All cops are bastards Coppers
, they deep throat to lay with me I reminisce how I miss a stare in this space Resort to the lips of a stripper, sprayin' their face Lampin' in a mansion
m the man to see Fulfill fantasies, slap the ass cheek Like I did my victims in my last robberies, hell You know the game, the name, 'B-L-A-C-K' Pop the
8 I done let a potent 4, Ima come down sip a deuce, let the 3 wheel Poyo gonna hop juice sittin sideways boys in a daze, on a Sunday nite I might brang
the lips of a stripper, sprayin' that face Layin up in a mansion, home alone I hear footsteps, shit I kicks just not lyrics I hold a fifth, One hundred
.C.C. 805 it's the ghost stay aint no place that i'd rather be then the B.I.G B.A.D 1 3 C, I got love for the place that raise me even though times get a
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round the clock, b b b beat her round the clock she a nympho, she a nympho [chorus] she just wanna do it all day she dont even take a breather she
the race, pretty face, pretty shape Shaped like figure eight, she can get a little steak We can end a date like a episode of Ricki Lake Call a couple
Hopping in on my 4's, grabbing my Chopped and screwed c.d., and my grey T-A-P-E Y'all know, playas get chose Color Changin' Click c.d., Michael Watts
RIDING HOOD? and if uu c a Itty Bitty Piggy n da market, Give dat bitch a quarter and a car, tell her park it. I don't fuck wit pigs like assalm a
Do It All Nite Wit Out Lightz & If Itz Tight Dnt Worry I'll Make It Rite Itz Lyk We Flowin Off Da EX-TA-C HIGH As A Kite & I Dnt Eat Pussy But 2nite
keep a pack (skin tight) you wanna pen fight? Just give in, cause you know you'll never win, right? It ain't no sunshine in the midnight hour A three
