Crusty lips yellow teeth and rank breath
U know this bitches crotch is death
AIDS is present in her melting pot
That shit drippin down ya leg looks like snot
And ya hair is greasy fried and nappy
Ear to ear grin-but ur not really happy
U just lookin to black-mail a sugar daddy
But this mexican aint rollin no caddy
No pimp cup-no baby powder-no money clip
U bendin over shakin it-I'm tryin to get a grip
I don't wanna see u strip-ur no honey dip
U a tostada chip-sportin a vaginal cheese lip
No hips-no ass-no chest-and ya face is jacked
Smeared lipstick u look like u got attacked
And correct me if I'm wrong-but ur no Paris
So why u got crotch shots-tryin to scare-us
Up in here-creased slacks with white tees
Pimpish shit-but u bitches with fleas
From over seas-give us those fifty
Ur sayin "don't go"-bitches just don't get me
Up in here-creased slacks with white tees
Pimpish shit-but u bitches with fleas
From over seas-give us those fifty
Ur sayin "don't go"-bitches just don't get me
Now u all know about them gold diggin hoes
Stickin they ass up walkin on they toes
Knock off stiletto's with their tits hangin
No bra-just green eyes and their pussy slangin
Just to get what they want-but we know better
They're too eager-and I'm no go-get-her
I'm no captain save-a-hoe-rightfully so
I'd rather chill in the cut and watch the show
When that nigga gets up and has no wallet
No chains-no watch-and no knowledge to call it
I'm seasoned u kids gettin f*cked in the game
Didnt realize u hit it quit it and didnt get her name
See chicks like that got u twisted like sweat
She fit the full description-but u were all wet
So to them diggin hoes-I'm broke and wouldn't
Just to add another name-naw u couldn't
Up in here-creased slacks with white tees
Pimpish shit-but u bitches with fleas
From over seas-give us those fifty
Ur sayin "don't go"-bitches just don't get me
Up in here-creased slacks with white tees
Pimpish shit-but u bitches with fleas
From over seas-give us those fifty
Ur sayin "don't go"-bitches just don't get me
Up in here-creased slacks with white tees
Pimpish shit-but u bitches with fleas
From over seas-give us those fifty
Ur sayin "don't go"-bitches just don't get me
Up in here-creased slacks with white tees
Pimpish shit-but u bitches with fleas
From over seas-give us those fifty
Ur sayin "don't go"-bitches just don't get me
Insytful - Don't Go (Nasty Bitch Remix) Lyrics
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Crusty lips yellow teeth and rank breath
U know this bitches crotch is death
AIDS is present in her melting pot
That shit drippin down ya leg looks like snot
And ya hair is greasy fried and nappy
Ear to ear grin-but ur not really happy
U just lookin to black-mail a sugar daddy
But this mexican aint rollin no caddy
No pimp cup-no baby powder-no money clip
U bendin over shakin it-I'm tryin to get a grip
I don't wanna see u strip-ur no honey dip
U a tostada chip-sportin a vaginal cheese lip
No hips-no ass-no chest-and ya face is jacked
Smeared lipstick u look like u got attacked
And correct me if I'm wrong-but ur no Paris
So why u got crotch shots-tryin to scare-us
Up in here-creased slacks with white tees
Pimpish shit-but u bitches with fleas
From over seas-give us those fifty
Ur sayin "don't go"-bitches just don't get me
Up in here-creased slacks with white tees
Pimpish shit-but u bitches with fleas
From over seas-give us those fifty
Ur sayin "don't go"-bitches just don't get me
Now u all know about them gold diggin hoes
Stickin they ass up walkin on they toes
Knock off stiletto's with their tits hangin
No bra-just green eyes and their pussy slangin
Just to get what they want-but we know better
They're too eager-and I'm no go-get-her
I'm no captain save-a-hoe-rightfully so
I'd rather chill in the cut and watch the show
When that nigga gets up and has no wallet
No chains-no watch-and no knowledge to call it
I'm seasoned u kids gettin f*cked in the game
Didnt realize u hit it quit it and didnt get her name
See chicks like that got u twisted like sweat
She fit the full description-but u were all wet
So to them diggin hoes-I'm broke and wouldn't
Just to add another name-naw u couldn't
Up in here-creased slacks with white tees
Pimpish shit-but u bitches with fleas
From over seas-give us those fifty
Ur sayin "don't go"-bitches just don't get me
Up in here-creased slacks with white tees
Pimpish shit-but u bitches with fleas
From over seas-give us those fifty
Ur sayin "don't go"-bitches just don't get me
Up in here-creased slacks with white tees
Pimpish shit-but u bitches with fleas
From over seas-give us those fifty
Ur sayin "don't go"-bitches just don't get me
Up in here-creased slacks with white tees
Pimpish shit-but u bitches with fleas
From over seas-give us those fifty
Ur sayin "don't go"-bitches just don't get me
U know this bitches crotch is death
AIDS is present in her melting pot
That shit drippin down ya leg looks like snot
And ya hair is greasy fried and nappy
Ear to ear grin-but ur not really happy
U just lookin to black-mail a sugar daddy
But this mexican aint rollin no caddy
No pimp cup-no baby powder-no money clip
U bendin over shakin it-I'm tryin to get a grip
I don't wanna see u strip-ur no honey dip
U a tostada chip-sportin a vaginal cheese lip
No hips-no ass-no chest-and ya face is jacked
Smeared lipstick u look like u got attacked
And correct me if I'm wrong-but ur no Paris
So why u got crotch shots-tryin to scare-us
Up in here-creased slacks with white tees
Pimpish shit-but u bitches with fleas
From over seas-give us those fifty
Ur sayin "don't go"-bitches just don't get me
Up in here-creased slacks with white tees
Pimpish shit-but u bitches with fleas
From over seas-give us those fifty
Ur sayin "don't go"-bitches just don't get me
Now u all know about them gold diggin hoes
Stickin they ass up walkin on they toes
Knock off stiletto's with their tits hangin
No bra-just green eyes and their pussy slangin
Just to get what they want-but we know better
They're too eager-and I'm no go-get-her
I'm no captain save-a-hoe-rightfully so
I'd rather chill in the cut and watch the show
When that nigga gets up and has no wallet
No chains-no watch-and no knowledge to call it
I'm seasoned u kids gettin f*cked in the game
Didnt realize u hit it quit it and didnt get her name
See chicks like that got u twisted like sweat
She fit the full description-but u were all wet
So to them diggin hoes-I'm broke and wouldn't
Just to add another name-naw u couldn't
Up in here-creased slacks with white tees
Pimpish shit-but u bitches with fleas
From over seas-give us those fifty
Ur sayin "don't go"-bitches just don't get me
Up in here-creased slacks with white tees
Pimpish shit-but u bitches with fleas
From over seas-give us those fifty
Ur sayin "don't go"-bitches just don't get me
Up in here-creased slacks with white tees
Pimpish shit-but u bitches with fleas
From over seas-give us those fifty
Ur sayin "don't go"-bitches just don't get me
Up in here-creased slacks with white tees
Pimpish shit-but u bitches with fleas
From over seas-give us those fifty
Ur sayin "don't go"-bitches just don't get me
Writer: Cristoval Juarez
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