Snoop Doggy Dogg - Brake Fluid Lyrics
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| Snoop Doggy Dogg
- Brake Fluid Lyrics
Album: (Chorus) I got bitches all in my game Don’t even know my name(bitch pump yo’ brakes)you hoes *biatch* Can talk all day behind my back But wont say shit in my face(bitch pump yo’ brakes) You hoes *biatch* You are the one You are the one You are the one You are the one You are the one Hoooooooooooo(sexy sexy sexy sexy sexy) You are the one You are the one You are the one You are the one You are the one Hoooooohoooooo(sexy sexy sexy sexy sexy) Carla, Darla, Charlene and Camil Tarika and Erika, they love ta take care of a, Real motha fucka from that DPG Kisha, Marisha, Tammy and Ralisha, I appreciate da way y’all skate When da clock hit eight, now April and Kate, Y’all be doin too much, runnin ya mouth, Fuckin shit up, ya gotta get up ‘Cuz I’ve had enough, Getting sick and tired of the same stuff Told Camil, and she told Carla, and she told April, And now they all know but I could give a fuck cuz y’all my hoes, so, All that confrontin a real nigga on site, Today is today, last night was last night, As I leave I put my hand on my balls I had to really check these bitches and tell ‘em like this and all (Chorus) Nina do dis, and Tina do dat, Sabrina, Sakina, man them all my hoodrats, Back in the day when I was on the block, At an early age man, I was on the top Non-stop I beat it up and tell a sista get ghost (do you like hot butta on your breakfast toast?) Hollerin out, poppin a colla out, and talking shit on the phone When I was at my baby’s mama’s house Look here bitch do you know who da fuck I am? You better read yo’ mothafuckin fresh tellagram You remind me of dis bitch dat used to work for me Had to cut the bitch loose cuz she tried to get to close to me And tried to confront me at a club one night, when I was fuckin wit her friend, fake bitch, is dat right? But you know I had to stop and I paused, And put my hand on my balls And said check this out doll (chorus) I got my own spot and I got my own key So cant no bitch talk shit to me Like Kiki did me, Bitch changed the locks And kicked me up out her spot I learned a lesson, I wasn’t guessin or stressing I got another bitch and she worked at the convalescent home She said she needed a companion Shit I needed a chaperone plus a new home Snap crack a dawn But in no time at all sayin she fell in love But I wasn’t ready for dat, tom cat had to scat I hit her friend from the back, while she was at work working I was jerkin that skirt, and fuckin wit all her friends that were flirts, And when she found out she told me that that shit hurt, A week later she fucked my home boy Kirk Bitch you aint shit but dirt (chorus x2)
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