Shake that ass ho
Make that cash ho
My name aint Michael, I got a pickel
That you could suck ho, for bout a nickel
Diamonds that glisten, youll come up missin
Fuck with these hitmen, bullets be spittin
Man Im a motherfucker out here wit myself
Try to play tough guy, thats bad for yo health
Hoes in the club man, shakin and shakin
Tricks showin love man, bring home the bacon
Takin ya game to the V.I.P.P. room
Ho suck a dick up just like a vacuum
Boom from the bass and the song got ya jerkin
Man show ya gold teeth, these hoes be lookin
Rolled up a sucka, theyll put the charge too
Im quick to buck ya, bitch I dont admire you
Either its my way, or hit the highway
Projects the pastor, have glocks then well spray
Shake that ass ho
Make that cash ho
Hoes like to fuck ya, then call ya baby
Then drive ya crazy, ho you can save me
Save all that bullshit, drama and actin
Preachins for pulpits, quit dat lip flappin
Dog, Im attackin, heads gon be crackin
Steps outta line and you gets a pimp smackin
Who wear the pants bitch, who made these pants bitch
You shake and dance bitch, Im just your man bitch
I like affection, not a infection
Ho, you burn me bullets come yo direction
If you sadictic, dont you step to this
Freaky and pity, ho we can do this
Man I grew to this, playa its in me
Up there is where these green leavesll send me
Keep to the game be yo conversation
Straight to the brain man, that rules the nation
Shake that ass ho...
Pop (pop) dat pussy ho...
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