- Crooked I One More Time 歌詞
- Crooked I
- Hey Bonnie, hand me my keys baby
(Where you finna go?)
Psh, wherever the **** I want to, *****! *door slams*
(*** *** aint ****!)
Chea~!
Before one of you ****** make a new song called 'D.O.G.S'
Death of Gangsta S**t, ha ha ha ha
I just need to hear some West Coast G s**t one mo time
(Yeah yeah, just one mo time) Yeah, just one mo time
Put your muh****in finger in the air and say (one mo time)
Ayyiyo, hardtop convertible - its him again
When the car stop it murder you - them killer rims
Your heart stop, the seaths half suede and part croc
Paint job far from stock, this is dark chop
Hit the block with the system knockin on some extra loud ish
You tell me its child ish
But Im, on my Long Beach, Southern Cal ish
And my, **** a brrrritch, young Chris Brown ish
Hahaha.. Im only playin witchu
My homegirls g******g *****, theyll hit you
Puttin hands on a woman aint a players issue
Id rather treat your emotions like they was made of tissue
(What that supposed to mean?) Guess Im an asswipe
(**** you *****!) Yeah, thats right
**** me like your friend did last night
Now go on and call her so yall can have that catfight
B*****s know ****** aint s**t
We cheat and lie, act like it aint s**t
So when we die, cremate us then put us in your douce
So we can run through that puss - one mo time
B*****s know ****** aint s**t
We cheat and lie, actlike it aint s**t
So when we die, cremate us then put us in your douce
So we can run through that puss - one mo time
Yeah, ****** aint s **t (nope)
Reoccurin drama, with the same chick
Twenty kids in your past made with the same ****
Now its a wrap on your present like your **** is Saint Nick
Now she talkin all loud in court
Like getting buckwild in sport, hollerin bout child support
And you done paid up for ery kid
She spent yo money on other ****** and getting her hair did
Putting Mac makeup all on her pretty face
Just to get the money shot later from Mr.Weapon Waist
Call Reverend Mase, tell him that I need prayer
And ask him is it a better place for players
Im sorry, I dig a ditch for you critics
A black Ferrari to getting rich, Im commited
The second coming of Ice Cube
***** stitched on my fitted ****** aint s**t, I admit it
B*****s know ****** aint s**t
We cheat and lie, act like it aint s**t
So when we die, cremate us then put us in your douce
So we can run through that puss - one mo time
B*****s know *** *** aint s**t
We cheat and lie, act like it aint s**t
So when we die, cremate us then put us in your douche
So we can run through that puss - one mo time
Yeah, one mo time
Yeah yeah, just one mo time (just one mo time)
Baby one mo time
Put your muh****ing finger in the air and say one mo time
I got you haters mind puzzled
How this ghetto as ***** thinking like Russel
Going independent was supposed to sink my boat
I was already aflout with my side hustle
Ice age aint over for this Californian
But the recession hit yours like global warming
Neck look ice-less
Damnit man, your bare-ass wrist look timeless
As this rhyme is
Its all about choking chicks with my ****
Then get behind her like Im giving her the Heimlich
Bend that tail over, ya dig?
Im signing off, male chauvinist Pig-(face!)
B*****s know ***** * aint s**t
We cheat and lie, act like it aint s**t
So when we die, cremate us then put us in your douche
So we can run through that puss - one mo time
B*****s know ****** aint s**t
We cheat and lie, act like it aint s**t
So when we die, cremate us then put us in your douche
So we can run through that puss - one mo time
Yeah, my **** knockin
Chea! My **** knockin, ha ha ha
I know Im takin hip-hop ten steps back
**** it, PIGFACE!
And Im his *****, Bonnie
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