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Unlord - Jazzy Bitch lyrics
Verse one: {lil ya}
 I can never run out of bitches to right about it
 My forget they name but I got game
 That's how I get them out
 I told ya bout demetrice, evet, and sabrina
 Never gave you the low on this stank hoe
 Katrina I seen her, walkin out the melph by herself
 Shes a bad bitch from uptown who lived in the melph
 I introduced myself it's the capital ya
 Ok? she asked me what I like to drink
 I told her alaza and by the way
 You need to pick up some of that foolishness
 It makes me hard, when I start I don't want to quit
 Man I punched this hoe, I wore the pussy out and
 Before I left, best believe I got them out
 I told you Im a gangster and I just
 Don't quit so Im a talk some mroe shit bout
 Another bitch I got partna out the three we call
 Him tee, now me and my nigga tee was fuckin the same
 Bitch named nicky, nicky was the spanish type of bitch
 Who liked the sex, she was down for havin sex
 But I was in it for her checks
 She lived near the nell, I told the bitch to give me some mail
 She took me to dinner, broke me off I ended up in her
 Now, yella boy you my nigga I know you don't trip
 But after the chorus wont ya brag for a bitch
Chorus: {lil ya}
 Lil ya got a gangsta jazzy bitch
 Yella boy got a gangsta jazzy bitch
 Tec-9 got a gangsta jazzy bitch
 But we lookin for them bitches with them
 Real big butts
 {2x}
Second verse: {yella boy}
 My story starts about my baby mama
 Mother fuck ya, I wish I never met ya
 Keep my name off ya, bam-mouse!
 I can shake it, cuz I caught ya loose
 Im sick of tired of the rights to lefts and
 The uppercuts I had to throw
 Now Im goin solo hoe
 Ya see, I want a popper from the south
 So she work her mouth, plus my long dick
 Make her scream and shout
 Now where the big booty bitches who can really bounce
 Stroke it up at the teli or at my house
 I like to tear them hoes up when Im full of
 That dope, servin up with the dick down they throat
 Like scope, Im come through like a gun at the head
 Hold the noise, lets get busy fuck the jeep check
 Im down with dackaree go down the pussy
 Dizzy, now tell me do you feel the heat in yo stomach dizzyUnlord - Jazzy Bitch - http://motolyrics.com/unlord/jazzy-bitch-lyrics.html
 Break it off for the record let my boys hit it
 Fuck a nice, I want a real freaky bitch
 Cuz Im a gee runnin game catch the m o four
 To be with me you got to be low down and dirty hoe
 Pussy weigh uptown cuz Im a clown
 Turnin you bitches smile into a frown
 Undercover freak I brought ya self-sex out
 Skeet skeet from yo hip to yo titte hoe
 I want the whole nine yards plus yo heart hoe
 I want ya to back the fuck up
 Take a step back hoe
 Its the fella with the chucks
 Comin to rip wrap up them bitches
 On the floor with the hoe bro
 You see me in the mall spendin what the fuck I want hoe
 All xl polos with boo-koo thirty six waist girbauds
Chorus: {2x}
Third verse: {tec-9}
 From the nine-five to the nine-six
 I switched around my life
 Last night I fucked kangols wife
 Its like over and over
 We twerk it on up
 Got to keep my eyes on these bitches
 Out for my riches
 They need they hair fixed and start to schemenin
 Them dirty hoes
 Tec-9 what ya like? I like a pretty little bitch
 Tec-9 what ya like? I like a fine ass bitch
 Tec-9 what ya like? well as a matter of fact I like a bitch
 Who aint afraid to suck the bozack
 My bitches is trippin , got a mind full of silly games
 Its such a shame I had to diss the hoe
 Now I'll be solo now picture me
 Pimpin a flock of hoes got em workin on the streets
 And Im at home gettin my dicked sucked up
 Under the sheets I stroke the pussy
 To left I stroke the pussy to the right
 Hot blowed, Im releasin down yo throat
 Its four thirty in the mornin got to make it home
 Before my wife wakes up and know she sleep alone
 Its the same rotation as I apply the penetration
 To yo body, Im smokin Im fatty the moment is right
 You call me daddy, it's like over and over
 You twerk it on up but we lookin for
 Them bitches with the real big butts
 Now the sweat from your forehead is
 Drippin in my chest no fakin no more
 Because you know you dealin with the best
 You want a key to my pad, but you tweekin
 You tryna find a way to straight trap me
Chorus: {2x}









