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Hey hey, it's your boy Jerry Long Stroke here on 78.5 FM WCUH — Wassup Cuh Radio! We got a new joint from our fella Stik Figa, straight out that Central side. So get that lower back stretch out real good, bend them knees properly, open up that purse, and get ready to give a bundlin'. You're tuned in — turn it up and enjoy!
Man, once upon a time, I knew this girl named Suzie — could never get reception, she stayed way out in the boonies.
I ain't kiss her on the mouth, 'cause she coulda had the cooties.
Talkin' 'bout she want a Birkin but never had a Dooney,
Or been to a boutique — she would talk to me rudely.
I said, 'Come to the crib, oh yeah, please bring a two-piece.'
She walked in a bikini, askin', 'Where's the jacuzzi?'
I told her I wanted chicken from Popeyes, you floozy.
She so, so saditty, with them big ol' titties,
Jumpin' in her jeans, complainin', sayin', 'These don't fit me.'
Pedicure for a heel — she look dope in some Griffeys.
But after a bankroll, oh, you broke hoes is iffy.
Ugly hoes confident 'cause of Snapchat filters,
Smokin' on Black & Milds way down to the filters.
Ugly hoes confident 'cause of Snapchat filters,
Smokin' on Black & Milds all the way down to the filters.
Less diamonds caress her skin — she petulant.
Express reverence for excess and decadence.
Less diamonds caress her skin — she petulant.
Express reverence for excess and decadence — that's the truth