so hard Ain't worth a dime There is no escape From the smell of time (the smell of time) The smell of time (the smell of time) The smell of time (smell
the flesh in the west is the best But twista love them chicago and south hoes [ludacris] Come up out yo', negligee, freak 'em on a regular day Cum six times
freaks We can get the mattress goin' Handlin' business while I bang bang skeet Wash the dick off and kick off another session again I can break 'em off in the shower, kitchen
just defeat me Some like it dirty like this beat, see Rapping off kilter Sometimes I hit the cigarette without no filter I like it when it's lag time Let my pants sag time
the boudoir, lemme do a hat trick Hit that the first time out BK's Kardinal still ready to rhyme out Its tequila in the kitchen, lemme take a lime out
Freaks get naked, freaks get naked Freaks get naked baby, freaks get naked baby Freaks get naked, freaks get naked Freaks get naked baby, freaks get naked
sauna" We stepped in the back all I smelled was marijuana Yo what's up? Yo nigga what's up You know I don't give a fuck Them niggas time's up You got
was riding on the yellow bus to where the brush thickens. Yeah, an it ain't exactly plush pickin's I'd rather take the time to burn every last bridge
to get blown away While God and cancer sing a duet Hey, your neighbour's a paedophile Crackheads and Nazis, Amen - Sieg Hail Are we having a good time
the shit and the flesh in the west is the best but Twista love them Chicago or South hoes come up out your neglege, freak em on a regular day, come 6 times
you wanna freak on the floor bottle of mo some bomb ass dro when you're ready to go you wanna wile at the club but your girls like whoa when it's time
flood his majesty's hatchery I was riding on a yellow bus to where the brush thickens And it ain't exactly plush pickings I'd rather take the time to
We stepped in the back all I smelled was marijuana (Yo what's up?) Yo nigga what's up (You know I don't give a fuck Them niggas time's up You got them
2x] Freaks get naked, freaks get naked Freaks get naked baby, freaks get naked baby [Verse 2] Trojans in the green pack, you lay on the kitchen table
to flood his majesty's hatchery I was riding on a yellow bus to where the brush thickens And it ain't exactly plush pickings I'd rather take the time
