Mr. Lil One, Don Cisco, Baby Bash - Yeah Yeah YeahMr. Lil One (Keep It Clean) lyrics

[Mr. Lil One, Don Cisco, Baby Bash - Yeah Yeah YeahMr. Lil One Keep It Clean lyrics]

That's right, Lil' One (Ha ha, that's right)
Baby Beesh, homeboy (Let 'em know)
Yeah (Ha ha) let's get it Houston, homey
Doin' their thang (That's right)
Homie, fuck these hoes, man (Fuck bitches)
Yeah, you love me, I know that, bitch
(Fuck bitches) yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) ha ha ha ha (yeah)
You all ain't shit, fuck you up
Lookin' like this (I'll fuck you up)
For real, yo

Started off a long time ago
Sittin' in the city
Bitches showin' off my name
Tatted on they titty (Lil' One)
Little booty lookin' pretty
My attitude is shitty
I'm interested in nothin'
But fuckin' up the kitty i fuck 'em
I leave 'em lie
Deceive 'em
Tell you, "I'm an asshole, " believe him ah!
What am I do, dog? You know the game
Open up their legs
All these bitches look the same
Same groupie little bitches
Lookin' so delicious i'm the sickest
I'm pointin' where my dick is
You know what to do? Slutty bitch ho
Oh no, you've never done this before?
Then where'd you learn that, bitch?
I didn't teach you don't make me beat you
The first day I meet you (Fuck you up)
I reached you with my hand on my nuts
Give my nuts to your mouth
For raisin' you a slut

I love you

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I need you

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Don't you want me

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Don't you trust me

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Another day, another peso, from the H Town
To Dego from the V Town, to Weko
They bitches give it a pay-ho but hey ho
Go fill your titties up with Playdoe
Talkin' about, "Bash
Can I jump on your payroll?" but say, ho
Why don't you shave that hairy navel
Bend over on the table, let me bust a Fado
Hasta la luego, whatever your name is
She only wanted pee-pee cause she thought
I was famous she's a groupie
She can't sue me got her on tape with three
Fingers in her coochie
Passin' me the doobie
Lookin' for the lighter
Beggin' me to bust a fat nut, up inside her

These groupie sluts ain't shit
But some penetration
So I treat 'em just some dick
And feed 'em conversation
Teaching to hit licks
Tricks and set up connections
Bitch, ain't we gettin' rich ain't worth
The inch of my erection
Same goes for you rich independent
Upper class bitches with cash
Too stinky to spend it question
No, I ain't a captain with a cape on
Flyin' through the air, tryin' to
Handcuff and save 'em
Me and Baby Bash from the smash-A-Ho nation
Don Cisco frisco Mex, my occupation
Break 'em shake 'em (Then it's)
Check out time
Get your broke ass back to the welfare line
Lazy hoes don't get no sympathy
And ain't no females pimpin' me, hun
So I took the whippy hooker downstairs
And shook her left in the hotel
I'll be lookin' for my producer
Suckers, what you used to but fuck that
I only get with stripper chicks and boosters
To kick in chips when they choose ya
I know you a money pimp
You like to suck it up like a Hoover

I love you i need you
Don't you want me don't you trust me
I love you i need you
Don't you want me don't you trust me

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