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letra de in here ta nite - rated r

[intro]
rated r . . . (ah-hem)
2-4-1 (sho-nuff that them)
yea man (ha hah)
yeaa man (comin’ up in the world)
club thicked and like what (everybody dawg) what?
gotta go to work tomorrow, too (me too!)
i’m a have to hurry up and do what i do, fa’ sho!
’cause ah

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i ain’t even supposed to be in here ta nite
but all these thick -ss hoes here ta nite
n-ggas in the back drinkin’ yak smoking sac
’cause ah – these hoes be f-ckin’ – what!!
i ain’t even supposed to be in here ta nite
but all these thick -ss hoes here ta nite
n-ggas in the back drinkin’ yak smoking sac
’cause ah – these hoes be f-ckin’ – what!!

[verse 1]
fa’ sho, like that b-tch right there
red hair, yea, shake it like she don’t care (uh)
see them shoes on, dawg all the rules gone
baby girl leave that thong in ya own bone (okay)
we wrong, you right, you a dog (you a dog)
lookin’ at them girl wit them tight draws, boucin’ off the wall
she’s up and down on a d-ck like a d-mn see-saw
go ‘head and ride out (yea)
take the b-tch to the honey comb hideout (yea)
gon’ slide in then slide out (yea yea)
holla at ya, might throw a dolla’ at ya (what)
yo man getting’ mad bring the wallet at ya, c’mon
’cause ah

[verse 2]
uhh, suck it, d-ck and nuts
catchin’ n-ggas in the cutt like b-tch what (what?)
sho-nuff she smoke and she drank
and her cooch ain’t stank, got a big bank (d-mn!) think i ain’t?
any n-gga would (would), so good it’s great
it’s like deuce, deuce and lake – money
pununy, as long as you keep it comin’ (fa’ sho)
i’m a have a b-tch runnin’ (you know)
’cause ah

[hook]
i ain’t even supposed to be in here ta nite
but all these thick -ss hoes here ta nite
n-ggas in the back drinkin’ yak smoking sac
’cause they know they finna be f-ckin’ something

[verse 3]
i ain’t supposed to be in here ta nite
but to make me c-m you got to suck the pipe
but let me hit ya from the back you god d-mn right
b-tch what!? (b-tch what!?) are you actin’ funny ta nite?
wit yo, pununy ta nite
well i’m a hit the strip club when they be runnin’ it right
baby girl gon’ holla at me soon as i hit the do’
stick-thick, where they at? ’cause you know ’bout them hoe
there’s some outta town freaks from orlando and sh-t
but i don’t give a f-ck i like a thick thick b-tch
light chocolate and ain’t scared ‘a d-ck
holla at me baby girl get wit’ ya sh-t
oooooh-ohhh, she know what to do
the b-tch right in here ain’t nothin’ but the truth
i’ll holla at ya baby ’cause you’re bar-b-que and
we all on the flo’ like we out there screwin’

[outro]
yo girl be f-ck-innn’
yo baby mama be f-ck-innn’
yo sister them be f-ck-innn’
yo aunt, she be f-ck-innn’
these hoes be f-ckin’ (what, what, what, what)
these hoes be f-ckin’ (get it, standin’ up and sh-t)
these hoes be f-ckin’ (catch a n-gga nuts and sh-t, sho-nuff)
these hoes be f-ckin’ (already know)
these hoes be f-ckin’ (who don’t?)
these hoes be f-ckin’ (get that -ss on the flo’)
these hoes be f-ckin’ (hurry it up let’s go)
these hoes be f-ckin’ (uh-huh, huh)
these hoes be f-ckin’ (tampa b-tch)
these hoes be f-ckin’ (tampa b-tch)
these hoes be f-ckin’ (gimme some gimme some)
these hoes be f-ckin’

- rated r

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