That sh*t lyrics

[Intro: Mike Dece]
Swag, swag
Huh, huh

[Chorus: Mike Dece]
This that sh*t that get your b*tch so wet
This that sh*t that make your b*tch suck di*k
This that sh*t that make your b*tch so horny
This that sh*t that make your b*tch eat corn with me
I don't give a f*ck 'bout a sl*t 'less she suckin' nuts
I don't give a sh*t 'bout a b*tch 'less she suckin' di*k
I don't give a f*ck 'bout a sl*t 'less she suckin' nuts
Take that pus*y down then I bust it in her f*ckin' guts, sl*t

[Verse 1: Mike Dece]
She like it, cocaine in her sinus
Your b*tch see my p*nis and she get so delighted
Rev her ass, I'm not the politest
But I'ma drive that b*tch with no permit and no license, f*ck it
f*ck lines, I spit coke, take off your b*tch clothes
Pass her some X'y, get next to me, this di*k dope
Raider Klan, your b*tch know
Posh Gang, I'm a rich hoe
Throwing up-up all of these jugs
Coughing up blood because of my sick flow
Inside of your b*tch throat, oh, how cliché for me
If the hotel [?] then I'm raping three hoes shamefully
White boy with the most swag, your girl on my gonads
Propr Boyz, we the Posh Gang doing hella drugs, we're so rad
Repping up all of my sets just to protect all of my drugs in arrest
All of these fake b*tches who revvin' my engines, f*ck the competition, b*tch, I am the best
Never gave a sh*t 'bout a lil' dumb ass b*tch
Let her suck that di*k 'fore I cuff that clit
I'ma bust that c*m up in her lips, b*tch
[Chorus: Mike Dece]
This that sh*t that get your b*tch so wet
This that sh*t that make your b*tch suck di*k
This that sh*t that make your b*tch so horny
This that sh*t that make your b*tch eat corn with me
I don't give a f*ck 'bout a sl*t 'less she suckin' nuts
I don't give a sh*t 'bout a b*tch 'less she suckin' di*k
I don't give a f*ck 'bout a sl*t 'less she suckin' nuts
Take that pus*y down then I bust it in her f*ckin' guts

[Verse 2: Ruben Slikk]
Bad boys, we make your body disappear and erode
Real n*gga, smoke higher fire weed and that dro
Laced with that cocaine and we do gorilla sh*t
Don't give a f*ck, it's witchcraft pimpin' sh*t
Witchcraft pimp and I'm grindin' for the mula
Lookin' into your f*ckin' eyes for the future
Damn, Kinda like a medium, I'm mackin'
Lookin' in my crystal ball, these b*tches, yeah, they action
Action, action, I can tell she cheatin'
'Cause she told me, but she kinda forgot it
Everybody know that your boy smoke product
Sell a lotta 'caine, gettin' money, uber gwalla
Trickin' off on b*tches, never ever gave a f*ck
Rich as sh*t, my n*gga, yeah, you know them choppas hinder us
From livin' in the good life we was chose to live
Ruben f*ckin' Slikk, every day I'm gon' post a b*tch
[Chorus: Mike Dece]
This that sh*t that get your b*tch so wet
This that sh*t that make your b*tch suck di*k
This that sh*t that make your b*tch so horny
This that sh*t that make your b*tch eat corn with me
I don't give a f*ck 'bout a sl*t 'less she suckin' nuts
I don't give a sh*t 'bout a b*tch 'less she suckin' di*k
I don't give a f*ck 'bout a sl*t 'less she suckin' nuts
Take that pus*y down then I bust it in her f*ckin' guts