а это питыр у него 8 дыр уши у него словно у хрюши днём он идёт а ночью сосёт читай мой рэп словно брёт когда ты видешь питыра в дали тихо подойди и
perfect living spending thousands Us in the gutter, make mothers cry by the thousands If they only knew how it is where we grew They call us thugs and we put our chin chins
with a grin full of chapped lipstick {*SMACK*} Pen full of ink, think sinful and rap sick shit Shrink pencil me in for my last visit Drink gin til my chin
friend I'm seein nuttin but my dreams comin true While I'm starin at the world through my rearview (see) [repeat 2X] (They got me) starin at the world
patty cake, lean wit it rock wit it [Verse 1:] Hands up lil momma was up, know you see me pulling up in that truck, rimmed up chin chilla timbed up.
4, 3, 2, 1 [Redman] Hahh [Method] hah [Method] Yeah [Redman] yeahhh [LL Cool J] Make it butter [Redman] I'm gonna Bankhead bounce! [LL Cool J] No
because I came for the buffet [Chorus] This is the way it goes With you a part of it Nervously saying words That oh-so-tightly fit A mark beneath the chin
yo' glock This motherfucker thought the coochie had a padlock You slapped her ass that's alarmin cause she want my worm like Common(?) We chin check
Like it, dig it, maybe and watch that ??? ??? Kick it cos I get wicked Chorus: (some toaster, once again won't translate to avoid offending) Verse 2
that ain't poppin, ain't no stoppin Fo'-hoppin, ass droppin, Coupe DeVille My truth can, ill - fool I got skills So, back on up 'fore I check that chin
love Weezy Sticky, pimp small, long hair, big dick Weezy bring to y'all Don't y'all lip quit Put your lips on this dick Let me get on some livin' Spit all over ya chin
[Hook x2] Bia Bia, why ya actin' like a - like a Bia Bia, why ya fussin' like a - like a Bia Bia, why ya lookin' like a - like a Bia Bia, why ya frontin
Chyna Whyte (Ludacris nigga) $hort Dog (Ay tell them niggaz what's up though) If you scared, get the fuck out the club nigga! [Hook - repeat 2X] Bia
baby tonite) Baby tonite let's try in front of the mirror (in front of the mirror) Watching ourselves make love Girl why don't we [Verse 2:] Little mama keep your chin
the wife of a king, Back when I was smugglin' them things in the bing. Now that I'm a boss bxtch, It's a win-win, Come to Mr. Chow's or meet me in Chin-Chin
Chin checker I'm da chin checker [Verse 1:] It was a quarter passed 3 when I ran into rell Didn't forget my keys cause my name ring bells A lil white
lips. And this is the anthem, this this is the anthem. (x2) Any Any Any, All in ya Any. The Way I put the p-ssy on ya chinny chin chinny. [Refrain]
