Rob Yo pus*y Ass lyrics

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[Chorus]
Keep talking, dog, gon' make me rob your pus*y ass
Gonna whack you, f*ck n*gga, I only want your cash
You lamer than a b*tch, old soft ass
Keep talking, you gon' make me rob your pus*y ass

[Verse 1]
You're a f*ck n*gga and everybody know you're flaw
n*ggas don't b*tched you up a hundred times, you soft
You're a professional talker, all you do is talk
You know how to act like you 'bout it you ain't never got off
Get a couple f*ck n*ggas round you, you try to floss
n*gga catch you by yourself and you act lost
Soon as I catch you flagging, I'ma break you off
And I don't care if it's in the broad day or in the dark

[Chorus]
Keep talking, dog, gon' make me rob your pus*y ass
Gonna whack you, f*ck n*gga, I only want your cash
You lamer than a b*tch, old soft ass
Keep talking, you gon' make me rob your pus*y ass
Keep talking, dog, gon' make me rob your pus*y ass
Gonna whack you, f*ck n*gga, I only want your cash
You lamer than a b*tch, old soft ass
Keep talking, you gon' make me rob your pus*y ass
[Verse 2]
It don't take a n*gga sh*t to jump in that monkey suit
And drop that ski down and make that chopper do what it do
You see a n*gga jogging with them cannons, don't act stupid
You f*ck around and panic and buck if you want to
And I'ma let all one hundred of these hollow points loose
'Cause real goons don't talk, real goons shoot
Keep running, I'ma bust your motherf*cking head
Since you wanna play like you're thugging, I'ma make you wet
And fill your little soft pus*y ass up with lead
You don't even hang out late night, pus*y, you scared
But you get 'round them hoes and try to talk big
You just one f*ck n*gga, dog, I gotta get

[Chorus]
Keep talking, dog, gon' make me rob your pus*y ass
Gonna whack you, f*ck n*gga, I only want your cash
You lamer than a b*tch, old soft ass
Keep talking, you gon' make me rob your pus*y ass
Keep talking, dog, gon' make me rob your pus*y ass
Gonna whack you, f*ck n*gga, I only want your cash
You lamer than a b*tch, old soft ass
Keep talking, you gon' make me rob your pus*y ass

[Verse 3]
Old pus*y ass n*gga, dog, you ain't supposed to be out here
You're supposed to be on the porch where you been the last ten years
You think you is, n*gga, but you ain't in the clear
Make you think sh*t sweet to get you out here
As soon as you think sh*t gravy, get your ass flipped
I'm trying to put you in the newspaper off the rip
That faking like you tough done got a lot of n*ggas killed
And how the f*ck n*ggas be the ones with the most lip
You wanna be 'bout it, dog, but that ain't how you're built
n*ggas slapped you with the pistol, dog, and you dipped
You pie, dog, me and you ain't cut from the same quilt
It ain't gon' take nothing but one time for you to slip
And I'ma max your ass out with the whole clip
I wanna run down on you when you're with your dogs
Burn rubber on your ass and give it to all of y'all
Y'all already know what I'm 'bout, you know how I'm rocking, dog
[Chorus]
Keep talking, dog, gon' make me rob your pus*y ass
Gonna whack you, f*ck n*gga, I only want your cash
You lamer than a b*tch, old soft ass
Keep talking, you gon' make me rob your pus*y ass
Keep talking, dog, gon' make me rob your pus*y ass
Gonna whack you, f*ck n*gga, I only want your cash
You lamer than a b*tch, old soft ass
Keep talking, you gon' make me rob your pus*y ass
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