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lirik lagu 5th ward boyz - pussy, weed & alcohol

[verse 1: e-rock]
p-ssy, p-ssy–p-ssy, p-ssy
weed and alcohol it seems to satisfy us all, indeed
don’t even trip, half of you b-tches like p-ssy too
love to smoke weed and get high, sip,serve
and let the freaky sh-t up out
and suck the skin off a n-gga d-ck
i’s a playa, i’s a never had to trick
stupid f-ck put the game down so well
can have yo b-tch playing a good game of suck d-ck and tell
n-gga don’t trip
if you see me creepin’ through yo hood
i’m pickin’ up a shot of c-ck, some head, and it’s all good
it just might be yo baby momma or sister
but then again
if it is, you better be tryin’ to be a n-gga friend
cause see i do this sh-t only one way, n-gga the “g” way
blowin’ my hair back, gettin’ my d-ck sucked on the freeway
i never lie on my d-ck cuz that’s a playa rule
smokin’ weed, gettin’ drunk
rockin’ shows and then be ready to f-ck somethin’

[hook]
p-ssy, p-ssy–p-ssy, p-ssy
p-ssy weed and alcohol
p-ssy, p-ssy–p-ssy, p-ssy
p-ssy, p-ssy–p-ssy, p-ssy
(it seems to satisfy us all)
p-ssy, p-ssy–p-ssy, p-ssy
p-ssy, p-ssy–p-ssy, p-ssy
(we livin’ like p-ssy, weed and alcohol)
p-ssy, p-ssy–p-ssy, p-ssy
p-ssy, p-ssy–p-ssy, p-ssy
(it seems to satisfy us all)
p-ssy, p-ssy–p-ssy, p-ssy
(that’s how we playas ball)

[verse 2: 007 & lo-life]
i guess these hoes didn’t hear me, when i said b-tch please
now it’s five years later big faces, big sprees
talkin’ bout bad b-tches up in condos
smokin’ mad swishers, bout to get some head pr-nto
p-ssy, weed, and alcohol n-gga
plus that cash go with it
double “o” we clockin’ hoochies
stick a bird up in her p-ssy
smokin’ kryptonite, rollin’ in a benz
soupin’ up some tens
bout to break ’em for they ends
tell ’em lo man
i’m in a ninety eight, put it out
g-ssed up to the fullest, b-e-n-z
two b-tches and me
a quarter pound of weed and hennessy
they lookin’ s-xy
from the start they under me
too tough, i got they hearts pleased
understand indeed
ways to get yo -ss, through the days
with razor blades
tight game you’ll fade ’em all away
peeped the laid out
p-ssy, weed, and “d” (fellas)
alcohol and “g” (fellas)
b-tches come in fleets (fellas)
courtesy on me (fellas)

[verse 3: willie d]
will got him two bad mothaf-ckas comin’ from out of town
we ‘gon ride around
and smoke up about a pound
i’mma show ’em off to my dogs
make ’em wanna strip ’em
if a freaky -ss n-gga so desires, he can l!ck ’em
i’mma do-it, til’ they p-ss out on weed and liquor
i be a 5th ward boy from the, uh, bl–dy nickel
fast money, fast cars, and fast -ss women
got a whole lot of mothaf-ckin’ n-ggas past livin’
girl, when you do, what you do, it’s so beautiful
stick yo fingers, in yo cat
uh, and taste yo uterus
it’s ludicrous
yo man couldn’t make you swallow
but playas know, f-ck the head, and the body and power
let’s get a room, so i can l!ck that ring on yo belly
and lubricate yo -ssh0l-, with jar jelly
through my pelly, pelly draws
you can l!ck my b-lls
p-ssy, weed, and alcohol, i love that sh-t dog

[outro: willie d]
5th ward boyz, willie d, finally puttin’ that sh-t down together, like
it’s supposed to be. and we love f-ckin, oh yeah, drankin’, smokin’
doing what ever it takes to get a groove on. me personally, i don’t mind
accommodating a ho. you know, what you do? what you drank, you smoke
you shoot up, what ever the f-ck you do. haha. that’s yo thang you know
sh-t, i’ll supply you long as you f-ckin’. i for one, i do so much
f-ckin’ they call me don king. ghetto

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