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Tytuł: Never loved

  • Wykonawca: X-Raided
  • Wy¶wietleń: 342
X: Nigga what's up with these bitches nigga?
   D: I've never loved em
   X: Flat out nigga but let me tell you something though nigga
   Nigga I ain't never loved a bitch nigga
   But I've loved a ho nigga
   Cuz when it comes down to it nigga that ho 'll pay you more than that bitch
   You know, so fucc Snoop Dogg nigga
   I love them hos but I ain't never loved a bitch
  
   (X-Raided)
   The only thing I need a bitch for is to give me some of that poontang
   When I finished handlin business that ass is dismissed
   Vacate the premises
   Miss thang, ain't no reason for you to cry
   X-Raided ain't givin a fucc
   Coulda rap nut drippin all down them thighs
   When I'm trippin off of that Thai
   I ain't got no patience for no little old bitch nigga
   Lydon Kanaf, this game is tryin to get my grip
   But trip
   It's obvious she gon be joccin cuz she knowin I got that cash flow
   That's why she wearin them daisy dukes and showin her asshole
   Must be thinkin she could make me fiend
   Get the spleen and run deep
   But the bitch can't show me nothin I ain't already seen
   So come clean I mean it ain't all that serious
   Plus if you runnin that drag drama
   Considered each other
   And who the fucc I'ma tell when I fucc you better don't mean I'ma love ya
   I only got affection for one section of yo body sista
   That's when it really got erectional
   I'm stressin off Bacrdi-cardi Mixer
   The X be clowin them hos like bitch get the fucc out my face
   But first let's run a race
   Dott Dog, Let's jacc off and see who could nut in her face first
   Disgrace her and replace her ass
   Cuz X-Raided loc ain't got no time to be tryin to chase her ass
   Baste her ass like turkey
   Never let a bitch work me
   Believe it, either serve me or take a beatin
  
   (Chorus x2)
   I never loved a bitch but I'll admit I've loved a ho
   Cuz when it comes down to it that ho'll pay ya mo
   It's all about that money that hos know how to make a stacc
   But a bitch never had shit always layin on her bacc
  
   (Dott Dog)
   Dott Dog be havin em stucc on it, jump on it, succ on it, hump on it
   Pump it bacc when you hit that pelvis bone bust a couple of nuts on it
   You know you want it, don't postpone it
   Cuz only if you ready and willin
   Drop your children
   At yo mama's house cuz I'm about to kill em
   But don't expect no love from the 4-4 lug
   You had to lose you know
   I'ma gain a ho if I lose a ho
   Cuz I be kiccin it with niggas that's musical
   When I refuse to go down below your belly button
   I'ma do your shit so bad you gon be leakin that yellow jelly
   I'ma nuttin and stutin and cuttin the fucc out
   You done stucc out like Canseco
   Givin you all you could take ho
   Guaranteed you really cum no need to fake ho (X: Why?)
   Because I say so (X: So who the fucc is you?)
   Dott Dog from Stoccton (X: What's your crew?)
   This Mad Man, Blacc Market droppin you bitches in trash cans
  
   (Chorus)
  
   (X-Raided)
   And a nigga like X ain't got no time to be caterin to a bitches needs
   All she could give me just maybe a headache or a sexualy transmitted desease
   So ease up off my dicc so I could proceed to doin my own thang
   I don't need your love for wonders so give me some room to let these nuts hang
   Swang, from the vain, like Tarzan and Jane in the jungle
   I ain't givin the bitch no dicc unless she got the money in a bundle
   Then I'ma smash up and picc the cash up smilin like that cat
   Sh-Shinin Daytons on Bow Ties and niggas mad but I did that
   I pull up and all these niggas high cuz they a stare
   Insecure mutha fuccas, X-Raided loc hatin but there ain't no need to go there
   I ain't trippin off none of them uninteresting bitches nigga quite stressin me
   Before I go home and teach you a lesson and take your bitch on G.P.
   Havin you hotter than chiccen grease, blowin your bitches mind
   Givin me monthly welfare checcs, investments into my grind
   I'ma double it up and bubble it up cuz that's what bloccstas do
   And now we kiccin it tighter than fish pussy and nigga that's waterproof fool
   I smash your ass like you a 7-7 cut
   350 chrome plated gut
   Customized drop top with a fifth rim but
   Mutha fuccas close they eyes to keep on seein me
   Niggas aim to be L-O-C that's why they hatin me
   But nigga your bitch will sit down on the couch
   Take her panties off
   Let me rub her clitoris before I tear it off
   The pussy's what I want
   And this dicc is what she needs
   I never loved a bitch but we could kicc it and smoke so weed
   X-Raided ain't got no use
   For a ho who can't produce
   Cuz your cash is all I want
   I don't need your pussy juice, biatch!
   I ain't goin out like the average Joe
   I'ma savage with that shit that's on the 4 I let em know
  
   (Chorus fades to end)