Boing Boing

Bitches get sprung when I walk by

I dunno if its my ass, or maybe cuz I talk fly

But no lie, as soon as I speak to em

They all want me to screw em

I introduce myself, and panties start falling

No dinner-dates, fuck stalling

Your girl, his wife, it don't matter

They all want this dick-hole platter

It's dangerous for any chick on my arm

Other hoes wanna cause em bodily harm

Maybe cuz I wear my jeans so tight

But they all fight for the right to fuck me all night

These hoes wanna kiss any time any place

And have clown paint smudged all over their face

They steal my number, catch me on the internet

And tell me all how they nedens are dripping wet

Bitches hang around my home like stray cats

Trying to catch a motherfucker shirtless

Could be my profile, or my haircut (whut)

But I turn sweetie boos into sluts

(I take it in the burners?) what the lady at the store said

Chick up at Walgreen's offering head

I'm like