Big Pokey - He's So Gangsta - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

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(*talking*) Uh, I need a bad bitch bad hoe Go hard with a nigga, in the middle the flo' [Big Pokey] I need a bad bitch, bad hoe Go hard with a nigga, in the middle the flo' Ain't complaining, bout her knees so' Ain't gon leave, till her jeans to' Five foot fo', dark and thick Call her bitch, cause she bark at dick When I'm finished with her, then my boy can hit If not, next time I'ma dodge the chick I don't, play with hoes I run through broads, like a change of clothes Dressed in a fo', top of the line If you hear my headboard, then I'm knocking her down If I hit her from the back, I'ma pop her behind Make it sound off, like a shot from the nine A peck on the neck, I get her hot as a iron If she say I went low, better stop her from lying [Hook] (he's so gangsta), I need a bad bitch bad hoe (he's so gangsta), go hard with a nigga in the middle the flo' (he's so gangsta), I need a thick bitch sexy slim (he's so gangsta), Niggas get checked I don't play with them [Big Pokey] I'ma pull up in the lot, Beamer or Benz Jumping out clean, in my skeeto for men Let the games begin, I'm on Jane and Henn X-O in my life, so I'm sane again Hoes in the place, so I got to lay low Snatch some'ing foreign, get her shots of Cuervo (where your girl at), I done left the wench Baby jumped fly, put that hoe on the bench Past tense, naw I mean Trying to slide up, in her Prada jeans Hoes pulling on me, like a slot machine Plus I got em tripping, on the watch and ring I need a young stunner, thoroughbred Pigeon toe, standing on the back of her legs Buck wild, cause a nigga back in the FEDs Liquor got her wired up, attacking her head [Hook] [Big Pokey] This one goes out, to my ladies in the club My niggas outside, on dubs nigga what With a slut, ready to get up in her guts Thighs butt, I'm just sizing it up Young buck, pushing a 2000 truck DVD, TV deluxe Pushing through the lot, with my attitude on Nigga in a zone, trying to take some'ing home Flipping through my phone, trying to find a date Gon be hard to do, cause it's kinda late Out the gate, I'ma flex my weight If baby drank, I got a extra eight I'ma feed her steaks, eggs and juice We gon make the bed shake, like a 70 deuce Impala, when I hit her she holla Choke when she swalla, top flo' at the Ramada [Hook - 4x]
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