Intro: Madd Ball
Yo JT, check this out, right: 'member back in the days n*ggas was
Skippin' sh*t, right, you know, f*ckin' with the hoes and see we used
To kick lil' rhymes and sh*t - hey, I want you to some of the SAME
sh*t, man! ...
JT: Uh! One two!
Madd Ball: Take us back in the days, I want you to do this one for all
The boys 'round the way, you know what I'm sayin'? Same sh*t 'bout
All those stank b*tches
Verse 1: JT Money
Hey yo, met a hoe named Sonia
Said "Hey, baby doll, let a n*gga get on ya!"
She was with it, but one thing -
She had one leg and walked with a cane
I couldn't tell 'cause she was sittin' real pretty
Big fat ass and some FAT-ass titties +whistles+
When the hoe stood up
Trying to balance herself, I'm like, What the f*ck!?
I was givin' her plenty play
I ain't wanted to be rude, so I f*cked the hoe anyway
I only did what I could, +grunting+
'Cept for one thing about it, the pus*y was good
I threw that leg to the ceiling
Long-di*ked the hoe, and the b*tch started squealing
+"Ahh! Ah! Ah! Ah!"+
Like a dog in pain, then the b*tch
Started c*mmin' and yellin' out my name
+"Ahh, JT!! JT!! JT!!"+
Then she wrapped that leg 'round my waist
Held me close and said c*m in her face
Now you know I was wit' it
Put di*k in her mouth, and the silly b*tch BIT it!
Damn! I pulled it out quick
+"God damn! Stupid b*tch!+
Now I got teeth-marks 'round my di*k
I hit that b*tch like a man
Mad as f*ck, swollen di*k in my hand
Now I'm in pain, so I
Beat that b*tch-ass with her own cane
+imitates beating noises+
Jumped in the Brougham
Kept the b*tch' cane and made that b*tch hop home!
Madd Ball: Ha ha ha ha!
JT: And ya don't stop! Silly b*tch won't bite no di*k no more!
Madd Ball: No di*k, hoe!
JT: Silly b*tch won't bite no di*k no more! Crippled hoe, what you
Gon' do??
Madd Ball: What you gon' do?? Hey man, that's the SAME sh*t, boy
That sh*t FUNKY!! Hey man, ooh, lemme pass - pa -pass the f*ckin'
Joint - go-o-o-od damn! Kick one more, J!
JT: Yo, check it out ...
Verse 2: JT Money
See a b*tch on the bus stop, so I must stop
Conversate a bit, try to slay the b*tch +"Yo, wussup baby, wussup baby?"+
See, I'm a n*gga that's out to get it
And if the hoe down with it, best believe I'ma hit it
See, any hoe'll pass
I f*cked this fat hoe with dimples in her ass
On heavy sense, di*k hard as f*ck
And all I seen was this fat-ass sl*t
I was only crackin' for a little head
Fat b*tch' body slammed me on the bed
Then the b*tch might've tried me
She got on top and tried to ride me +"Oh!! Ohhhhhhhh!"+
Couldn't overthrow her; she was 300 plus
Big fat greasy-ass stank ram sl*t! +Whew!+
And she refused to get up
]From my chest to my knees was all wet up
Big b*tch was a freak
She turned me over n' started lickin' up my butt-cheeks
+*lapping noises*+ Then I got into it
Said "Please! Don't squeeze my ass when you do it! +"Oh sh*t!"+
She must not have liked the taste
'Cause she stopped eatin' ass when I farted in her face +"Thpppt!"+
But I ain't wanted to quit
I'm on that thing and with a hard-ass di*k!
b*tch! I ain't tryin' to play fussy
Pushed her on the bed and took that fat pus*y! Peace!
Madd Ball: Go-od damn!
JT: Ha ha, yeah, for 1992! Yours truly, JT motherf*ckin'
Money the b*tchizer!
Madd Ball: In the house
JT: You know, yo, for the people out there who be wanna
Throw a n*gga in jail, the lyrics in this song is, y'know what
I'm sayin', fake sh*t names, nothin' but hoe stories ...
Madd Ball: Fake sh*t; ain't for real!
JT: ... I'm sendin' this one out to my manager Hop, you
Know what time it is, Hop! One time for my n*gga Madd
Ball, Shorty T ...
Madd Ball: It's your boy
JT: ... Uzi, my n*gga Ram, one time for the whole Clan ...
Madd Ball: Big nose!
JT: ... my n*gga Leveke on the beat, Eddie on the board ...
Madd Ball: Blood claat Eddie!
JT: ... yo, Poison Clan's signin' the f*ck outta here
Madd Ball: And we outta this motherf*cker just like that
Haaaaaaaa, ya stank b*tches! This ain't nothin' but hoe
Stories, all y'all hoes, y'all know what time it is, you're
The ones we talkin' 'bout! Ya stank fat BIIIIIIIIITCH!!