WITH OUT BONES 199X E

Yeah. This don't Stop. This don't stop. No, don't stop. Rollin' with a whole lot hoes And shit don't Stop. The cash crop booty hoes in that eggnog. Still a credit card, so we can play some Papers. You got a butt shape, now that's some Money maker. I mean a dummy face, She no instigator. I beat the brakes off your ass like the Terminator. I used to fuck with your slut and Her boo-boo. I fired you 'cause you looking like some doo-doo. Rude and boo-boo. A rude and boo-boo. A rude and boo-boo. A rude and boo-boo. You come and cryin' back, But she is the tobacco. You drink some gasoline, I'm about strike a match. I felt nothing for you, since you was eyein' Hoes. You used to be a bitch, like you Was on the slope. It ain't a thing you can do to get Back in, either. You won't be getting in this crib unless you Suck deeper. This don't stop. This don't stop. Stop. A rude and boo-boo. A Rude And Boo-boo. A Rude and boo-boo.