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Fuck A Hook
Mike Sherm
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Ever since a youngin' I' been tryna get rich
If he owe me money Ima get it out his bitch
Never pillow talk to a nigga or a bitch
Why you speaking on my name?
Nigga you a bitch
Never fuckin' over hoes that's what hoes do
When a bitch choose up she's supposed to
Niggas talking like they know me ion know you
Brody got that 30 you don't wanna see him show you
My daddy always told me never pay for no pussy
If she askin' me for money must be change for a 20
Never love 'em only fuck 'em 'cause these hoes ain't shit
If I had hundred bands wouldn't pay no bitch
I could cash out but I ain't giving you shit
I might take you to the mall but I ain't getting you shit
I could fuck you for ah hour I ain't kissing you bitch
Get my nut then I cut I ain't missin' you bitch
If she don't let me fuck she eliminated
If she don't suck dick I'm discriminating
All these dumb ass hoes got me irritated
Get the fuck out my face bitch you irritating
You fuck her in a house, I fuck her in whip
You fuck her and you stay, I fuck her and I dip
I'm blowing on these cookies while she suckin' on my dick
I dropped the bitch off now you kiss her on her lips, Bitch
Thug lifing in this bitch, feeling like 2Pac
B balling on these suckas, like I hit them when the game shot
Watch bling bling, buss a forward with the rocks
Time waits for no man, pay attention to that clock
I ain't never picture roc, but with the pri's I'm serving knocks
Like the bag over bitch, she was fresh up off that block
My whole team been strong, you can suck me Hancock
Alligator everything, from my scalp to my socks
Come slide to my city, I'll show you how I rock
Don't throw away that key, G-bo Lean got it on lock
Can't fuck with trife bitches, 'cause they know to flip fuck yo bitch
Hopped on this dick, yeah she playing hopscotch
Bitches eating on this dick like it's breakfast iHop
Can't you lay low? Bitch you fucking wit a top notch
Home run in that coochie, shoot it like a sandlot
I be posted in the East, wit L-Jay and Frank Wart
Shock lock run it down, L-Jay finna score
It is knock knock knocking like they knocking at your door
Lotta shootas on my team I promise you, you don't want war
They aiming at your rim and aiming at your back door
Tryna get it everyday, tryna touch hundred bands
Pops told not to follow so I set my own trends
Every bitch you had lil' nigga I been ran
Fuck them bitches back to back like I fresh up out the pen
G's up