Ass Out Songtext
von Threat
Ass Out Songtext
Tick tock, you don′t stop
My rhymes got 'em sprung like dope rocks
And now I got a fat enough watch
To buy Kyle Worthington plus his dog Spot
Huh, watch it as I drop it
Atomic bomb is better known as the chronic
For ′91 and '92 I'ma serve
I got something for Officer Burt
See, ain′t no way y′all gon' have me in the mall with no thin check
Wishin′ with my hands on the glass like Windex
I gotta have it like a rabbit
So the first bitch that walk up get tossed up like a salad
Tell 'em Bob (What?)
You know how we do it loc
Break they bed post then get ghost (Yep)
Check they pulse (Right)
And if they pass out, they just ass out
On and on to the break of dawn
On and on to the break of dawn
On and on to the break of dawn
On and on to the break of dawn
So just stay off my dick nigga
And tell your bitch that I wanna put this in her
Strip her ass butt naked like paint thinner
′Cause a nigga ain't nothing but a chicken dinner
So if you got a bitch that try to just play you like a video game
Tell her men your thang
Yeah, ′cause now I got riches
Bitches be knocking on my door like a Jehovah Witness
For instance, this one particular ho, huh
With a big ol' nigga looking like Lou Ferrigno
The nigga pissed off 'cause this far
If he wasn′t on my dick he wouldn′t have noticed her lip gloss
Dude got an instant replay
He say niggas hopping on and off the bitch like a freeway
She kept her mouth down south
On my fly, kiss her ass goodbye
On and on to the break of dawn
On and on to the break of dawn
On and on to the break of dawn
On and on to the break of dawn
If it's a bitch, what a 187
Step for the homies my ass and you can tell ′em
Two choices, either the police get ya
Or the next door neighbors go for the picture
And fuck around, ass veto-a
Looking like a plain ass donut
I should've known when I was told
It was niggas in the room holding walkie-talkie microphones
Why me? A nigga gotta stay sucker free
Dre can′t fuck with me
Surround the whole block
A helicopter never stop the fox
Especially if he sly
But if you ain't fly
Kiss your ass goodbye
So kiss your ass goodbye
On and on to the break of dawn
On and on to the break of dawn
On and on to the break of dawn
On and on to the break of dawn
My rhymes got 'em sprung like dope rocks
And now I got a fat enough watch
To buy Kyle Worthington plus his dog Spot
Huh, watch it as I drop it
Atomic bomb is better known as the chronic
For ′91 and '92 I'ma serve
I got something for Officer Burt
See, ain′t no way y′all gon' have me in the mall with no thin check
Wishin′ with my hands on the glass like Windex
I gotta have it like a rabbit
So the first bitch that walk up get tossed up like a salad
Tell 'em Bob (What?)
You know how we do it loc
Break they bed post then get ghost (Yep)
Check they pulse (Right)
And if they pass out, they just ass out
On and on to the break of dawn
On and on to the break of dawn
On and on to the break of dawn
On and on to the break of dawn
So just stay off my dick nigga
And tell your bitch that I wanna put this in her
Strip her ass butt naked like paint thinner
′Cause a nigga ain't nothing but a chicken dinner
So if you got a bitch that try to just play you like a video game
Tell her men your thang
Yeah, ′cause now I got riches
Bitches be knocking on my door like a Jehovah Witness
For instance, this one particular ho, huh
With a big ol' nigga looking like Lou Ferrigno
The nigga pissed off 'cause this far
If he wasn′t on my dick he wouldn′t have noticed her lip gloss
Dude got an instant replay
He say niggas hopping on and off the bitch like a freeway
She kept her mouth down south
On my fly, kiss her ass goodbye
On and on to the break of dawn
On and on to the break of dawn
On and on to the break of dawn
On and on to the break of dawn
If it's a bitch, what a 187
Step for the homies my ass and you can tell ′em
Two choices, either the police get ya
Or the next door neighbors go for the picture
And fuck around, ass veto-a
Looking like a plain ass donut
I should've known when I was told
It was niggas in the room holding walkie-talkie microphones
Why me? A nigga gotta stay sucker free
Dre can′t fuck with me
Surround the whole block
A helicopter never stop the fox
Especially if he sly
But if you ain't fly
Kiss your ass goodbye
So kiss your ass goodbye
On and on to the break of dawn
On and on to the break of dawn
On and on to the break of dawn
On and on to the break of dawn
Writer(s): Roger Troutman, Larry Troutman, Bobby Ervin, Corey Lloyd Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
