Somethin’ for the b*tches lyrics

[Verse 1: Suave-Ski]
This is for the freaks
Who stay up under them sheets
Head bobbing in my lap while I'm playing back all these beats
She got her tongue doing tricks
I got a ton of them chicks
Gymnasts who have fun doing flips
I want to beat it I ain't trying to make love
I'm all for all four on a oriental rug
From the back, steadily attack
Pin her till she tap, little slap
On a lot of ass, she a fan of that (yeah)
Popping and dropping and moppin
Whatever the option, I opt in
Baby I'm not him
Yoga pants splitting, I'm hitting without commitment
I'll rip it as soon as I slip in
I'm dipping all in that kitten
I need a porn chick, for this porn flick
I been nasty all my life, I was born sick
I'm a visionary, I see me doing you in Missionary
It's necessary
This is somethin' for the b*tches


[Hook x4]
This is somethin' for the b*tches
"Now girls step up to this" (x2)
[Verse 2: Prince Loyal]
You blowing me kisses
Cuz you know I'll swim in you like fishes
I'm a vicious ass crab cuz I like to grab
And not let go, stab you in your gut until you blow
But my job's to make you happy and have nappy headed kids
Prince got the royal jazz jazzy was trying to get
Jazzy but I spazzed on the knife that night
Let's fight the aliens and see the life together
I'll ride, whatever, I'm in the c*ckpit
With my c*ck pit in her mouth
Drop your draws b*tch, my mind is headed down south
I'm about the action, but I'm not, cool with you crashing here
After I crash my rocket in you, all the atmosphere is there
The beauty turns you into beast, I put you on a leash
You sucked the whole voyage like a leech I breach the area
But I don't, f*ck with no grenades, the neighbors
Hear her when she screaming my name
Like Prince you can't be tamed
(And that's a fact)
I mean, it's just something for the b*tches

[Hook x4]

[Verse 3: Apathy]
(Ladies and Gentlemen)
This is sponsored by the letter "H"
That little three letter word that every female hates
I want a f*ck buddy, I ain't trying to bring you on dates
I want to f*ck you while I fantasize of Phoebe Cates
I'm Norman Bates stabbing b*tches in the shower for hours
Superman, Supa Ho, that's one of my super powers
Middle of the day on your Facebook lurking
I be j*rking while you twerking in my 9 to 5 working
One thing's for certain, no more love rap
I just wanna shoot a million sperm in your butt crack
Get a babysitter for your ratchet ass, rugrats
Now you can tell all your homegirls you f*cked Ap
Pulling off her britches, di*k game vicious
Glass in the room shatter from your vocal pitches
pus*y muscle twitches, giving you the business
As God as my witness, this is...
[Hook x4]