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yeah... there's a price to pay for the girls you lay
life's gonna hang you a bill one day
before your freedom or your life get took
get a girl, a wife or a playboy book
one more time
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sitting at a red light
trying to get my head right
this girl pass with a monster-ass
mentally distracted
I manustry reacted
my penis' expanded
her number I demanded
the questions I asked her were nice and discrete
but now she's in my passenger seat
turn up the beat
went to my castle
fked without a hassle
oh, it felt great in her a**hole
she was sexy seductive
her name was Morgan
I loved the way she sucked my reproductive organ
I road it and road it
finally unloaded (uhh)
went to the bathroom because I couldnt hold it
oh I looked down and I was trippin'
because I'd seen blood drippin'
off the tip of my penis
it dont take a genius
to figure she's a virgin
scrubbed my d*ck with detergent
Im in the mix, if you know what I mean
cuz the girl's only sixteen
your nipples are hard
your bootie's soft
but cutie I need to drop you off
grabed my keys then smashed down the street
trying to get rid of the braud
but her mama standing in the front yard
lookin' at me weird cuz Im gangsta geared
I looked kinda old with a fro and a beard
she looked at me if I was Satan
I smashed off in my honey stote daytons
turned the s**t up had the bass go knocking
stressing like a mothafker going back to Compton
turned down the street and I was skatin' homey
Sheriff department straight waiting on me
we just need to ask a few questions homey
why the fk you putting these handcuffs on me?
got to the station, now they tellin' me
that s**t I did was a felony
maybe you can release your rap tape
when you through doing time for statutorial r*pe
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Buccccoooc
Padapapayaa...
Met this girl named Kim working at M&M?
she was nice and slim
she got a man but she dont talk to him
you don't let her tell it
sniff that p*ssy you can probably smell it
anyway she got a baby, offcourse, offcourse
her and her man is going through a divorce
we kept talkin' so good so far
we started walkin' back to my car
fired up the engine went to my house
pulled down my pants, started cheatin' on my spouse
with the slow tempo, I fked the braud , but she's a nimfo
b*tch likes it fast and hard oh my god this girl is odd
lost my vision as I shot my wad
pulled on my pants, c*cked up my gat
I gotta get rid of this hood rat
cuz she's callin' up her man on my telephone
it's time for this b*tch to take her as* home
after , took the b*tch home with no conversation
no more Luther or s gate
I pulled out my all-white too short tape
Im playin too short and the s**t still hit
Ima make the b*tch walk if she talks some s**t
got to her house banged on the curve
threw my head back fired up some herb
she asked me do you wanna come in
I said wait a minute woman
who do you live with
she said I'm single, I dont play that s**t
I dont lie I tell every guy
you gotta call me first before you come by
I said alright
put my car in park
then I walked inside
I hit the alarm for my '83 caddy
she was yippin' and yappin'
about her baby daddy
talkin with her hoochie pitch
she called her baby-daddy a lil old b*tch
talkin s**t loud and fast
b*tch talking but she kicked his ass
said she socked him like a lil' old hoe
we was disturbed by a knock on the door
d*mn who's that where's my gat
I hope I dont die fking with this hood-rat
I'm trying to be one of those Palmdale playas
but now Im caught in some chaos
but now Im caught in some chaos
but now Im caught...
hey anyway man
the TV and the radio was playin
I couldnt quite figure out what they was saying
they voices started escalating
and im sitting on the couch debating
should I stay? should I leave?
should I grab this b*tch by her fking weave
sock her in the eye b*tch dont lie
you knew your baby-daddy was fixing to come by
and you invited me in
now look at the shape im in
my palms are sweaty
my muscles was tense
stood up fool I couldnt take the suspense
I walked to the door kinda nervous
Im not ready for a funeral service
opened the door, calm and cool
I got eye contact with the fool
she talked about him as if he was small
come to find out he's like seven feet tall
I smoke he smoke
he gave me a pound with his hand
I walked right past the man
jumped in my '83 Cadillac
drove down the street then I never came back
went to the house grabbed the mic and started rappin
about the scandiling s**t that could've happened
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bucooc!
Padapapayaa... fade out