Lyrics:
done slapped that bitch in the brains.
[Chorus:]
Captain Kirk, can you save me?
Captain Kirk, I want to have yo' baby.
Captain Kirk, can you save
[Intro: Brotha Lynch Hung]
Fuck these hoes, it's the re-do, you know how we do
Every Single Bitch y'all
From the Psycho Active album, by my nigga X
Chorus:
Captain Kirk, can you save me?
Captain Kirk, I want to have yo' baby.
Captain Kirk, can you save me?
Captain Kirk, I want to have
was cheap
Hoe you trash and yo pussy was weak
When I fucked you I put you to sleep
It be yo bad ass kids for me
Always asking for money for me
Your baby
corny white man
Call me the heavenly body baby you can call me heaven sent
Your talk is cheap, my talk is golden goose, your talk irrelevant
You could
the trends that the whole world follow
Fuck a CD, fuck a tape, we should sell this shit in bottles
Are you a role model?
Not, ca tash'll steal yo' beat box
I
Too $hort, mc
Rap like me, you?ll go straight to the top
Keep doing what you?re doing and you?re sure to get dropped
Like a trick, nothing?s
a real hoe
Take yo' ass back to class and buy a dildo
Don't let the freak in you keep you up all night
Gettin' fucked and sucked, you wastin' your life
Snoop:
Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks
[Chorus: Snoop [Repeat x2]]
Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks
Lick on deez nutz and suck
my hand bys
[Chamillionaire]
If you leavin stupid messages on my answering machine, then stand by
[Chorus]
[Outro - Chamillionaire - imitating
a dope beat then all why'all see
Get up out your seat and let me see yo technique
Freak yo physique and you betta not compete
Make it hot and sweaty
no 12 chase
You niggas is lames
All y'all take the bait
Big crib by the lake
I'll put up a date
When we gon drop at yo spot
FRN the coldest
Know you
friends
But niggaz like me believe in making ends
Cause even when yo bitch wants to trick around
You know the moneys got you safe and sound
Walk a fine line, spit a guideline, trick a weird cheery to his own with a pom pom
Put you in your place, due to a plot, punch you in your face, usual
Tony Snow, I'm out here livin' by the code
In love with a lifestyle, not no bitch I'm in that mode
I'm lookin at you, you choosin' me my dick head
take what I want
So, you tried to front, hope ya (got yo'self a gun)
You ain't real, hope ya (got yo'self a gun)
My, first album had no famous guest
college and I still raise scholars
Fuck tuition, you could buy my album for like eight dollars
Best money that you'll ever spend, I promise
Best money
guilty
All my ghettoes up! All my ghetto's up!
Weh dem deh?
There doing you wrong
Let's get it poppin', let's get it poppin', yo yo yo yo yo yo yo
The sharpest tool in the
Shed getting dumb high
Lord knows a peace of mind is hard to come by
Yo ain't it crazy how
He unsigned avoiding bloodsuckers
Playboy
[Chorus]
You balling
If you got Sprewell rims, and they crawling
If you got four five, Clarions balling
You hit the club on dubs,
Killa what's really good my nigga
Un casa what's really good
What's really good flee
Yo, what's really good
I got ta get on this album
I just
got tricks in the stash
Stacking up the cash
Fast when it comes to the gas
By no means average
She's on when she's got to have it
Baby, you
een tell
Oh that's yo bae
Then why you just given-out-stares
While I'm takin' ha' up stairs
Sayin' she gon do some laundry
She ain't do no laundry
But
want all my M's
But my shit ain't cheap
I don't have no friends
All our my family
They pay 6 men deep
I give quality
They just one trick ponies
All they
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