She Said

[Hook 1: K-Young] If you, If you looking for a boss you gotta look up Turn your body 'round (work work), a little bit harder Pop that pussy girl (jerk jerk), a little bit harder Drink in your hand, sip it up Bartender fill it up After another round its going down down down [Hook 2] I heard you C.O.B. baby, I'm tryin' to fuck with you And I love your gangster swag, tell me what I've got to do I heard you C.O.B. baby, now tell me is it true I got one, two, three bad bitches and they all wanna come through [Verse 1: Julius Luciano] Now, when it comes to that kitty, I'mma stick ya like a poacher Beat it on my sofa, call your homegirl See if she wanna come over, I'll eat it like a vulture But it's like I'm Jewish, I'll only eat it if its kosher Girl, have you ever felt euphoria Ill take you, four of your friends, a few more of your kin You're more than a 10, I'm tryin' to score with ya But you can't be my wife, #TrueStory uh I'm tryin' to get my money right I'm not tryin' to fall in love toni-i-i-ight Baby if you wanna fuck tonight, then we can leave this club alri-i-i-ight Can I roll with you crew, I love the way you rockin' them open-toed shoes You know you want to, show me your lingerie You and Vicki got a secret I want to know to [Verse 2: Andrew 'Dice' Dinero] Yo she said, I'mma roll with you and she said, her friends rolling to And she said, I'mma do what you like, I'm down to fuck tonight, I'll put that on the Shoe-Gang I said that's whats up, your fly as a spark and I'm tryin' to gas you up She heard about my dick, ain't word of mouth She wanna ride with a legend, no Acura But a few things you need to know, no speaking on my door We ain't speaking on the phone, no none of that If we freaking in the mo', gotta keep it on the low If I'm giving you the pole, you'll be coming back I've got bitches thats as thick as they come You can ask my nigga, K-Young Could try and find a nigga with my bitches but there really ain't one My dick it weighs tons, when I hit em they sprung [Hook 1: K-Young] [Hook 2] [Verse 3: Kenny Siegel] Girl go on dip it low, the only thing I want you to put on is a show Forget E, we could both hit a bowl And you could twist trees if you want in the row The only thing I really want you on is the flo' Be my private dancer, hop onto my pole And since I'm a boss you should work for me And only take off when you want to disrobe I can whip that cat, yo tame her Your lady want to F with me, and I don't blame her But if she don't go down, I won't bang her I call those women no-brainers I drink like the Irish but I never wore no kilt I feel like I'm walking across the floor on stilts It's almost like me and my fitted is having a competition To figure out which one of us is more on tilt [Verse 4: Demetrius Capone] Yo, I'm balling like I'm Kobe, you balling like a six man Maybe that's the reason that I'm crawling with your vixen My dick will expand into a kickstand Now I'm falling in her quicksand I'm in her Garden like a Knicks fan For obvious reasons I call the pussy the Garden of Eatin' Not Eden, now swallow my semen I beat it up right man, and then I eat it up Then I skeet it up, and do the beat-it-up right dance I'm a rapper that moonlights as a pornstar Cuz on camera I do dykes in a foreign car They call me Mr. Dicktastic, shit can get past sick But I drop dimes like a point guard Cuz it's on the the mother fucking next Now I'm looking for a slut I can go fuck or sex Now I'm looking for a wife to make sweet ass love to I don't give a fuck, that's what a G-ass thug do [Hook 1: K-Young] [Hook 2] [Bridge] That's what she said, that's what she said, what she said That's what she said, that's what she said That's what she said, that's what she said, what she said That's what she said, that's what she said [Hook 2:]