Ass on Deck lyrics

[Intro: Lil B]
And she's a very freaky girl
A very freaky girl, a very freaky girl, a very freaky girl...
(But let me tell you somethin')

[Verse 1: Lil B]
Me and my n*ggas pop bands at the strip club
(Why?) Cause I gotta get my di*k sucked
b*tch get money, stacks on cake
Ass on deck, racks on face
SS b*tch, put the mask on face
Black on black, put the cash on face
b*tch get chirr, Too $hort taught me game
I'm in the f*ckin' game, I'm rollin' like a train
New school vamp, n*ggas know I'm the mane
Based boys clique b*tch, rats on chains
Rats on ass b*tch, tinted up rings
Rats on ass with the tinted up Range

[Hook: Lil B]
Ass on deck, ass on deck (Biyaaaaatch)
Ass on deck, ass on deck (Biyaaaaatch)
Ass on deck, ass on deck (Biyaaaaatch)
Ass on deck, ass on deck (Biyaaaaatch)
Got the golden ticket, I'mma pop the mag on her
Got the golden ticket, I'mma pop the mag on her
Got the golden ticket, I'mma pop the mag on her
Got the golden ticket, I'mma pop the mag on her
[Verse 2: Lil B]
b*tch got loose cause I got her off the matrix
(Why?) Because I'm cleaner than my Asics
Genuine, b*tch I'm so anxious
Pack flicks, a full presentation
Thick b*tch, thicker than the nation
Don't drive, I don't got no patience
Put me on, b*tch I'm motivation
Spend money, I don't got no patience
Ill get it, faster than the ski slopes
Real n*ggas don't look through the peephole
Where he go, a little does he know
Where he go, a little does he know

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Mack Maine]
Pimp tight, pus*y popper, paper getter
Good pus*y pusher, discount giver, the gold digger
They know my name from New Orleans to O-Town
If you hear I'm showin' up
This how it go down
b*tch I'm Mack Maine
Walk in the club, keepin' it crackin', n*gga what's happenin'
I see them hoes, shakin' that ass, they 'bout that action
Them n*ggas they laughin', they spendin' that money
My b*tches ain't laughin', cause they nothin' for me
Ain't nothin' that them hoes gonna get from me
They give to me, you should get like me
I know your wifey, she probably like me
I call that ho Drano, she be suckin' my pipe-y
She love the n*gga, yeah you can tell
I ain't f*ckin' the ho, if the pus*y smell
Is that a damager? You can ask Tamara
I tell a ho with di*k-sucking talent, "I'll be your manager"
Put her on a track, and I ain't talkin' rap
Don't bring your ass home, until you got my stacks
Too $hort, Lil B and Mack, we don't play by the book
If your ankle hurt hop on your good foot b*tch and keep that
[Hook]

[Outro: Mack Maine]
b*tch I'm Mack Maine
I said, b*tch I'm Mack Maine
I said, b*tch I'm Mack Maine
b*tch I'm Mack Maine
I got hoes all on the bunny ranch boy
I got hoes all on the bunny ranch boy
I got hoes all on the bunny ranch boy
I got hoes all on the bunny ranch boy