Vegas

歌詞

Got a shitty grin Bitch show me them itty bitty titties again We're in sin city since when did we begin To get addicted dope diggity bitch You need to go get your figgitty friends I'm looking at your bum stigitty bum hun The miggity max, biggity back, don't act wiggity wack You can get the figgity finger the middle You little dizzy bitch sitting spiggitty Got a six O'clock craving Stop get the rocks about to be an unbelievable night I call it surreal sir mix-a-lot taping Hit the spot, spot my next victim up Picky like I missed a spot shaving Came to sip vodka shit yeah That little chicka's hot But if she got rabies I wouldn't give the bitch a shot Poke her in the rear But if I bet I try to lick her she'll chase me What are your pink rocks mixed or you just got fixed with shit then let's lip lock Not then chick piss off you snobby little pig snot nose You think you're hot shit cause you're in heat Well bitch if you're solar then I'm your polar opposite dog Cuz I'm colder than popsicle sticks Popping shit talking it walking it Spit boxing my sick thoughts are about to lick shots Like the shit topping and drip dropping and chocolaty whipped toppings So whether you're hip hop, Slip Knot, Big Pop, Kid Rock, Criss Cross, Rick Ross then dig this if not then kick rocks in flip flops And I produce the tracks And you don't have to ask who it is when this shit nocturnal So bring your wang into this banging and I'mma keep on saying all this shit I should be hung for I'll probably will be killed for saying And I probably will but not until I the day I pop a pill again I drop and steal it, I drop and steal it Let them do the job I give them Shady do the come up with them saying I'mma spring it It's Mohammad to the parkinsons That eat away my brain And maybe Robin Williams crazy or end up with dementia But you're rocking with the shady saint the sadist But if the thought is entertaining I ain't stopping till we sprayed it Oh my god for real man not again I'm shaking But before I tie a rope around this number If they don't like it gather now cuz they can slob onto this Wait I just forgot what I was thinking What's it called again I'm blanking The thing above the balls between my legs and I think I can feel it dangling It's throbbing and it's veiny (wait) I think that I got it okay bitch I got you (Robin Willams...) Don't hang in the lobby unless you came to slob me Come on kemosabe it's your pastime like your favorite hobby Cuz of the way that I spit she remains on my dick Then she grab me by the nuts and try to take my sausage as a hostage Ain't it obvious it's pretty much a no brainer or should I say cobainer That she's plain addicted to my dick like Lorena Bobbit Got a wiener off it A wiener off it Like she took my fucking penis chopped it And stuck it up between her armpit And she became a slinger cromp it Knife and paint the carpet At least that's her train of thought is Cuz I came and conquered hit it quit it And made her complete ba-bonkers And I always end up giving these bitches a complex And I don't mean apartment So spread your feet apart and let me see you do some yoga stretches Splits and grab and squeeze art and make me breakfast bitch That's just a prerequisite and that's just to get in this bedroom bitch Walked up to the Kesha chick (whattup) And said my name was booger wanna catch a flick I'll even let you pick Make her fetch a stick Bet you if you give this old dog these new tricks To get familiar with I'll learn extra quick Kick a pregnant bitch Oops I guess this shit took an unexpected twist Like the neck of the freaking excorcist Bitch I said that this mask ain't for hockey Hey Versace, Versace I got munchausen by proxy I'm making you sick don't pretend you can't hear me You deaf girl I said you was foxy I'll tell a bitch like bizarre Man shut the fuck up and get in my car And suck my fucking dick while I take a shit And I think my dick so come blow my mind And it tastes like humble pie So swallow my pride You're lucky just to follow my ride If I let you run along side the Humvee Unless you're Nikki Grab you by the wrist lets skeet So what's it gon' be Put that shit away Iggy You gon' blow that rape whistle on me Scream I love it Before I get lost with getting off like this is our exit Now let's hit the highway and try not to get lost Till we get to Las Vegas (Vegas) Till we get to Las Vegas (Vegas) Till we get to Las Vegas (Vegas) Till we get to Las Vegas (Vegas) Whatever happens here stays here So let's go all the way dear Till we get to Las Vegas Whatever happens in my room it stays in my room Like movie night like cable Treat every woman in my stable like flavors Looking like she kryptonite And I get weak after like seven days and seven nights In the days when it's hot Vegas We roll in circles in packs We the lifesavers She got a boyfriend I got a toy then I bring it with me when I show up to a crib waving And I ain't trying to meet a nice neighbor I'm so Jay Electronics I'm cut like I'm all out of razors And all I got is a gun left with a bayonet on it Neck so frozen it look like I walked in a jewelry store With about a million dollars with your mama set down and did an airless challenge I stole that adlib from French Bad and evil back at it again About to get my back tatted again About to get the pic of a back stabber with an axe in his hand Sitting on a bike in the sand If you ain't been through nothing then that shit mean nothing to you Like lights on a Grammy She current I keep a pussy purring Like the lights on a lamp Weed got us so chinky eyed Look like she been getting high on a flight to Japan I keep my jewelry on while I'm fucking Sounds like I'm shaking up dice in a can Listen Though this ain't Christmas I'll make you my X-mas if this is my passion (it's my passion) I learned to give those who don't appreciate my presence the gift of my absence (bitch I'm gone) I don't know who you've been listening to Got me fucked up like pookie in the chicken coupe Bitch I don't give it two shits (bitch get the fuck out of my face) To make the long story short I don't really gotta stand there listen to you while you throw a silly tantrum Even though I have an affinity for Willy Banter It's starting to feel like foul play like Billy Lanby Hold up she misunderstood me I said take part four four thought I said Wraith had four doors I knock a niggers face off Give him the bottom of the nine like a baseball scoreboard I'll leave the club with the tab still open Won't even get a cab for you and your friend The only fear I have is of loving And I won't even kick in Till we get to Las Vegas (Vegas) Till we get to Las Vegas (Vegas) Till we get to Las Vegas (Vegas) Till we get to Las Vegas (Vegas) Whatever happens here stays here So lets go all the way dear Till we get to Las Vegas