No Use for a Name

No Use for a Name - The Answer Is Still No

All of y'all, is on our diiiiiiiiiicks

Stop ridiiiin, you might get penetrated

And I'd sho' hate it, if you end up impregnated

Well at least 4 out of 5 niggaz in the place know whattup's or what

Be yellin peaceful cause I got the piece put up

In a box with the rock in the back of the, Lex it protects

I done told 'em that I'm usin my ex

Romancin the lady

Bitches come to take a chance on my meat

I see that you can't wait to get into my pants

Come and dance on my lap, all real we can get buck

Hoochies on the dance show

Sh-sh-sho' nuff, s-s-slow up, shut up

Shut the fuck and start workin me off

Bitch you pressin yo' luck, who says we're fuckin you up

Shh-shh-sluh, suh-slow the fuck up

We got that boom, bip, ni-gga don't slip

Talkin that punk shit, will definitely get yo' punk split

Your major malfunction, make me set trip

Now we dumpin, on yo' bitch, so don't ask me for nuttin

Aiyyo hold up a second fella, the Ela

After S is, cash collectin, you jealous

Cause we fly like some propellors, tell a

'nother other we hella, my niggaz, well um

You can't be a bitch in this music shit

You got to put yo' dick in this music shit

My crew put the dick in on the ultimate

I guess you plays the bitch and we beez the pimp

Mr. Kitty Cat, head on the mat, show me where's it at

Knock-kneed pigeontoed, stone cold asshole

Put your mouth on my meat, just call me Rollo

You can't have me, I'm just too dope

Yo fuck the cop market, the glock clockin

The dough sockin, the beat rockin, bitch knockin

Your rap mockin, woop woop, stop jockin

Your rap floppin, my whole crew is non-stoppin

I put it towards y'all a little somethin about the S

A little bit of fact that revolves, the five helluva elements and all

Visualizin fiver liver, saliva flyin

So the last of the real rap and also assimilizin the slack of slack rappers

Youse a bitch, I know what's in the mind of a bitch

Switch, throw yo' hands in the air and suck a dick

Bitch, I know what's in the mind of a bitch

That's why a nigga like you always suck a dick

Back to, what I sayin befo' we, anti-you

Steppin to meet we, yeah right then who

wanna do this not a fair fight, true we

do what we do just to, shed light on you and you and you...

You can open up yo' eyes and watch my crew do this

We got more feel than a clitoris

In yo' eyes I see a lot of deceitfulness

Bring your whole hood and still can't get with this

Y'all some hoes, butt-fucked to get enough

What the fuck, just a hoe nigga that can't get it up

And we BLASTIN~! Fuckin up your whole crew

And laughin, cause me and mines is check cashin

On your back like my 22, hey boo how is that

Matter of fact I need to be smackin yo' ass for how you act

Aiyyo we pussy eatin, eatin pussy for a hobby

Marinatin, scoopin hoes in the lobby

Our job be, takin what other niggaz got

It's the 5 to the V'n and we cold rocked the spot...

We cold rocked the spot... rocked the spot

And we cold rocked the spot...

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