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Gangsta Bitch (Remix) (Explici
Jacki-O Ft Freeway
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Oh, hi, hi, Jackie
I love your music, I-I love your style
But I don't know if there's a market for you
I mean, you rap very hard, like, I don't know
Cut the chase, ho, I'll cut your face, ho
If that's your man, I wanna fuck him in his face, ho (Uh)
I post bail and never broke a toenail
Jackie O the shit, so the other bitch won't sell (Woo)
Push the coupe with the back gone
Give 'em head with my mack on, yeah, I get my mack on (Woo)
Shit poppin' like tops of Hypnotic
I could go a little farther just to get his dick harder (Gangsta)
You won't say shit, get in bed and lay stiff
Exactly why he's not around when you need to pay rent
You broads irk me (Irk me), I'm where the work be (Work be)
In my heels, lift my skirt up, slurp me (Slurp me)
If you're gangsta, I'm just what you're lookin' for
In the kitchen cookin' raw, give that man a lick or more
Y'all hustle, can't fuck with ours
Pole boy got the boy that'll bust your heart, come on
This life I lead, proceed to smoke weed
Hundred thousand dollar cars movin' at a high speed
Jackie O, ho, call the crackers
Large scales of Chanel is all I'm after
I'm a gangsta, a gangsta bitch
You need a gangsta, a gangsta bitch
Uh, the same ho that'll run in the bank
Traffic sack, stash box under the tank
Rip the top off the Thunderbird (Woo), I'm number one with words
You know what's in the purse, I go to gunnin' first
You hoes so fake, talkin' shit with no cake (Bitch)
I don't associate, runnin' shit with no brakes
You hoes kill me, talkin' like you got it all (That's right)
When you still sellin' pussy at the Adams Mall (Haha)
When I got 'em all tryna take me to the mall
Fuck and buy a car, then we could hang hard (Woo)
You know my thang hard, player, we them gangsters
Fuck a nigga with a job, he gotta slang hard
Buy a condo, take me to the tippy top
Get these titties hard, and lick these pretty cock
This life I lead, proceed to smoke weed
Hundred thousand dollar cars movin' at a high speed
Jackie O, ho, call the crackers
Large scales of Chanel is all I'm after
I'm a gangsta, a gangsta bitch
You need a gangsta, a gangsta bitch
Uh, the same ho that'll run in the bank
Traffic sack, stash box under the tank
Walkin' outta court stylin', never caught smilin'
'Cause I'm livin' like you would on your fourth album
Strollin' through the Bean since I was a young teen
My cousin was a fiend, made me wanna come clean
They was content (No lie), gettin' they nails done
I was at a liquor tryna help a nigga sell one
Do the right thing, dirtbag, or the shells 'round
You could smell the Chanel, huh?
Jackie O, you know to give me more space
I need some weed 'cause this blunt got some more space
Club bed, after party, know to go to space (Woo)
Follow me, 'cause this gangsta bitch know the way
This life I lead, proceed to smoke weed
Hundred thousand dollar cars movin' at a high speed
Jackie O, ho, call the crackers
Large scales of Chanel is all I'm after
I'm a gangsta, a gangsta bitch
You need a gangsta, a gangsta bitch
Uh, the same ho that'll run in the bank
Traffic sack, stash box under the tank
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