Lyle Lovette lyrics

Song information

Artist: Atmosphere
Album: Headshots: Se7en

Lyrics

Hoes and tramps
Fucks and sluts
Bitches, scams, tits and butts
Hoes and tramps
Fucks and sluts
Bitches, scams, tits and butts
Hoes and tramps
Fucks and sluts
Bitches, scams, tits, butts
Hoes and tramps
Fucks and sluts
Bitches, scams, tits bu----

(Slug)
Bitches be creamin for this 8 inch demon
And when you hear me screamin' I'm about to free the semen
Wipe myself off on your couch cover
If she talks any trash, I'll flash my box cutter
Cause I'm rougher than any pimp you've had in your life ho
I talk soft, walk tall, carry a rifle
Kill that bullshit, cause if baby get spiteful
I'm lacin' the liquor with some piss and some lysol
Rollin a shit brown lincoln, eatin a sticky bun
Spot check the block, pig one is gonna give me some
Cause I'm a freak, I like the girls with tattoos
Yo, I once got busy in a burger king drive through
I'll take em two at a time, make em both say my name
Aint' ever had 3, but best believe that I'm game
That's the key, game, girl I fit words like scrabble
The inner-city cowboy with the thick herds of caddle
Cruisin lake street, gene pool ridin' shotgun
Got the fliest trickies from the missippi to boston
Got a house full of porn to keep the vibe warm
The doors always open honey, come out of the storm
Yo, I got daddies little girls, ones that always stay true
Got an uptown girl, she dies the pubic hair blue
And I got a bitch that lives in kenwood, rich townhouse flavor
She travels on business, I'm gettin down with her neighbor
I got a freak, drives a bus, shows me love with the free rides
A hundred hoes in st. paul but only one from east side
Got a bloomington bitch with a pool in her apartment
Rugburns all over from fuckin' her on the carpet