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Poison Clan - All They Good 4 lyrics
Yo my nigga fuck that bitch! Tell them all they good for!) Verse 1: JT Money Time for them bitches with the Weave and bangols big ear rings and jangols Walkin' 'round town lookin' all pretty Actin' all seditty attitude shitty! You can't front on me bitch I know ya ass You was valedictorian of my class Used to copy your papers you lil' nerd Now you tryin' to get fly? That shit's for the birds! Seen you every day jumpin' in cars BMW's, Benz's and Jaguars Guess you're lettin' all the dope niggas hit ya See you on the picture, lettin' three get ya I remember when niggas couldn't touch you Sold you a buck or two, now they can fuck you! You got to rap, now I guess that's kinda fun Because you made projects from 1991 Simply nothin', hoe! You gets nothin', hoe! Seen you on film, and now you're frontin'? Yo, Bitch, don't try to flauge, 'cause all you good for Is some head and a back massage! All they good FOR! (4x) Verse 2: JT Money I know this bitch who fucked niggas with big money Now she got a big tummy, lookin' like a big dummy Told another hoe she fiendin' for John Doe Don't even know his last name and claims she gettin' John's dough Hoe, you ain't nothin' but a trick bitch, Schemin' on niggas, tryin' to get rich Talkin' bout, "So-and-so is my nigga," Sittin' on your ass while your bank account's gettin' bigger But one nigga bust you up and ran Now you stuck with a baby on your hands Lookin' at the next man? Don't even bother It's not my fault you don't know your baby's father You wouldn't know the nigga now if you see him! Only thing you know is that the nigga drives a BM Seen (?), now you layin' on the mattress, Don't know his name, phone number or his address And you even needs that to get a case Dumb bitch, lookin' like shit in the face Sit yo' ass down, take the loss, and Use that burgundy check for an abortion 'Cause, hoe, you can never live large All you good for is some head and a back massage All they good FOR! Bitch, all you good FOR! Trick hoe, all you good FOR! Stinkin' mouth bitch, all you good FOR! Slut, all you good FOR! Get off my dick, HOE! (Heyyyyy, just gimme some more!) Verse 3: JT Money I hate bitches that try to play dumb I got 99 motherfuckin' problems; a bitch ain't one See hoes walkin' 'round with tight clothes In spandex - blacks, even white hoes! Lookin' like sluts! Draws up they butt, And they frontin' and want to fuck! They ain't nothin' but dick-teasers Need to stop fakin' and let a nigga skeeze ya Or you'll be The Bitch That I Hate Or a motherfuckin' victim of date rape I know you're with it, so just get it and just shut up Get in your stance, face down and your butt up Come out that skirt and that shirt so I can insert, Go to work, do your dirt, make it hurt, then squirt On your back, like a mack is supposed to Grab the dick, make it spit on your clothes too 'Cause all you do is SPLAK! Talkin' 'bout whippin' me? Oh, bitch, it ain't all that! JT Money is TOO large! And all you good for Is some head and a back massage! All they good FOR! Stinkin' mouth bitch, all you good FOR! Stank pussy hoe, all you good FOR! Stupid-ass trick, you know what I want! Just suck a nigga' dick, hoe |
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