Rucka Rucka Ali, Electrik Red - Black Chix lyrics
[Rucka Rucka Ali, Electrik Red - Black Chix lyrics]
Rucka Rucka rucka
Rucka Rucka ali
Rucka Rucka rucka
Ali
White girls ain't shit to me
I don't want them around me
They drive their Daddy's SUVs
And wear 2Grand Sunglasses
They got retarded dogs living in their purse
And they pop them Xanax
I need me a girl with a little curve
And I need me a girl who's black
I need a shorty to show me the ways of love
And we'd get down in all types of ways
What's come over me?
I thought it's Jungle Fever
But right now it's looking more like
Jungle AIDs
I got guns and a blunt so wadayasay biatch
Girl you got a purple snatch
That you'd like me to see
I got cash bitch best believe
I love having sex with black chix
So if your name ends with an Isha
Best drop them titties
My grandma won't talk to me
Cause, I love having sex with black chix
Some sisters won't talk to me
They call me a little cracker
But when they taste the white meat
They always shut they trap up
We all got a little bit of white in us
I wanna put a little white in you
You and me make beautiful music in bed
And get the white stuff all over you
I need a shorty to show me the way to thug it
Because I am white as hell
But, I been to jail (It was at a mall)
I drink a 40 with you in the hood
And you can teach me how to dance
I'll keep it in my pants (Shyeah okay)
Girl you got a purple snatch
That you'd like me to see
I got cash bitch best believe
I love having sex with black chix
So if your name ends with an Isha
Best drop them titties
My grandma won't talk to me
Cause, I love having sex with black chix
This is the part where we suppose to fuck
I brought some KY for your butt
Oh hell naw you did not just
Bust in my hair motha fucka
You know what this hair costs fool
You know you payin' for this, right?
I'm sorry Coco Puff
What you mean "Nigga"?
Uh what?
You motha fucka you
Get the fuck outta my house
I didn't call you an "N Word"
And this is my house
Well I'm goin' and I'm taking the kids wit me
We don't have any kids sweetheart
I think those are the neighbors' kids
You'd better leave them there
Or you'll get in trouble for kidnapping
You know what they say motha fucka
Don't count yo chickens before they fuck
I think you said that wrong honey
And besides that doesn't really
Make sense right now