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Kurupt - It's a set up lyrics

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It's a set up by Kurupt


For all the girls you know you in the Garden Eden
This is the dumb pick, I love to f**k
To my baby girl Denim
You can't wait till we gets on to crash your body
Kurupt:
Dogg Pound Gangstaville, yeah Gangsta style
Ha, check it, I wanna f**k
To all ya b**ches, I wanna f**k
Young ladies, I wanna f**k
I wanna f**k what so we gon f**k or what
Chorus(2X):
Don't wanna chat, I wanna f**k(f**k)
You wanna act, I wanna f**k(f**k)
No time for rap, just wanna f**k
You wanna f**k, let us f**k so we gon f**k or what
You never stop suckin me off
For as long as I'm breakin you off
I never go soft Show you who's boss
But you got to stay wet for me to confess
That you f**k best than all the rest
See me personally murder the weed
Loving the speed, rumble the seeds
f**king and hee, funny's runnin with me
Have you comin for me
You think you special, you lunchin, you know you just me
You hear the f**k, now stay, so f**k then leave right
Leave horny to win and porn to kill freaks and
Definitely nasty under ( ) freeze, grab me a Henney
Bow down surrender to me
(Kurupt):
You talkin me to death and I've heard enough
I want my sh*t licked, waxed and buffed
You ain't sayin sh*t till you show me your stuff
Conversation comes b**ch after we f**k
Chorus 2X
So now b**ch, I hear you wanna f**k f**k f**k
Well, guess what, I really wanna nut nut nut
All over your face and on your butt
Back shots to the gut, see coocoo for cocoa puffs
She get crazy for cocoa nuts
Pull down one pant leg, sh*t is displayed
Kick over the lamp shade
Ass come equipped with an ash tray
Call me a taxi, I'm nasty
Don't be nervous, check my escort service
Got the b**ches jumpin like monkeys in the circus
So while I small talk and pops sh*t it, put a sock in it
While Royale and Dogg Pound click be spacely sprocking it
(Dogg Poung Gangstaville)
Eightball in the corner pocket sh*t while you watchin it
Snakeyes hit you with the proper sh*t, poppa-dopalis
Wild sex and me now that's monotonous
I'm man floss the rocks and sh*t
Quick to have your baby momma coppin it(baby momma coppin it)
Might as give you well till I take you home
Make you wanna sweat and you sit and moan
Promise me baby that I can take you home
Take you to my room
Confront the freak in you
Run you through my groove
Hey, that's what you wanna do
Chorus 4X
Yo forget the chit chat, basement, that sh*t don't matter
I want to hit it from the back till I touch your gall bladder
I'm all about sex, getting pussy that's wet
f**king b**ches in the stretch
Riding to the bank, cashing my checks
Smoking, sipping 'Zay and Mo Wet, b**ch on the left
Telling me how freaky she get, I'm on some sex sh*t
If you ain't with it, hit the exit, baby check it
Just get down on the floor and strip naked
You talkin me to death and I've heard enough
I want my sh*t licked, waxed and buffed
You ain't sayin sh*t till you show me your stuff
Conversation comes b**ch after we f**k
Chorus 4X
Kurupt:
Now b**ches freeze, you f**k around, not me and my homies
I got the homies freeze, froze, muthaf**kaz we don't love them hoes
I got these bad ass wanna eat a dick ass, quick ass
Fifty five cheaters, quick ass
We get ass, we get cash
And I don't give a f**k about a b**ch ass muthaf**ka
This is how we do it over here nigga
f**k a coast nigga, we on them hoes nigga
I guess I got to tell them what the time they were
f**k a b**ch nigga, get rich nigga
Cuz b**ch you got some bomb azz pussy (you got the bomb b**ch)
Cuz b**ch you got some bomb azz pussy (you got the bomb b**ch)
Cuz b**ch you got some bomb azz pussy (you got the bomb b**ch)
Let's play house, what you talkin bout
Put it in your mouth, quick to turn them out
All the way from Philly to the dirty south
You talkin me to death and I've heard enough
I want my sh*t licked, waxed and buffed
You ain't sayin sh*t till you show me your stuff
Conversation comes b**ch after we f**k
You talkin me to death and I've heard enough
I want my sh*t licked, waxed and buffed
You ain't sayin sh*t till you show me your stuff
Conversation comes b**ch after we f**k
Chorus to end with variations



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