Baby Bash, Jay Tee (Rapper), Chingo Bling - Que No lyrics

[Baby Bash, Jay Tee Rapper, Chingo Bling - Que No lyrics]

Yeah hey Chingo
Man, tell ya girlfriend to shave her puss
Look like she got Don King's
Head in that bitch heh heh
Don King's head in your pussy, hoe
Don King head in your pussy, hoe
Shake that, bitch, and your testical
Grand daddy purple with my cousin Chingo
I'm off that grand daddy purple uh
I'm off that grand daddy purple
With my cousin Chingo uh
Yeah

I'm off that grand daddy purple
With my cousin Chingo
We in the buildin' and we
Lookin' for something to mingle
Preferably single and maybe bilingual
An all-star cast like a movie called Primos
Best believe, it's comin' out
You gon' see us comin' out
Sockin' haters in they grill, used to shine
Ain't comin' out shot a flick, overseas
Brought back, hella trees
Chief a-real big, humongous, I play a melody

It don't matter what you got
It's what you do with it
It don't matter what you got
It's what you do with it
It don't matter what you got
It's what you do with it
But, if you workin' with somethin'
Come through with it
She's a bad mama yama, que no? Yeah
She's a bad mama yama, que no? Yeah
She's a bad mama yama, que no? Yeah
Now take her all over the floor

Pop that taco, pop, pop that taco
Pop that taco, pop, pop that taco
Pop that taco, pop, pop that taco pop it
Pop it all over the floor yeah

Big breast, she was rockin' pink sweats
Paid to get laid, this ain't no cheap sex
Now I'm seein' more paper
Than pinche ink jets what's next, hairy hoe
Call her Chubacka nipples was piereced
She had the door knocker
She was playin' with balls
Ain't talkin' 'bout soccer i'm Chingo Bling
And I don't give a bird turd
Her momma trippin' cause my first
Name a curse word hey Deloris
Show me your clitoris
Gave me big head in the back of a Ford Taurus
And her pannies was red
But her bra was orange
Girl, get your wax on and shave that forest

I'm in H Town, Texas, doin' it grande
With Chingo and Bash is probably
Where you gon' me
I'm taco truck pimpin' cause
That's how I ball
I need extra queso and lots of sauce
Your boy Jay Tee be on the prowl
I'll weigh more drugs than the law allow
I want three of these and two of those
Tryin' to catch that liquor store
'fore it close
Please believe, I does it right
And superhard is what I does tonight
I drinks Patron shot for shot
And when my dick gets hard, I gots to squat
Drop me off and the Easy Eight
Cause, I can't make my beezy wait
She laid up in her room, straight perkin'
Bitch
Bout to lay a player seat, but she workin' it

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