Letras
Zippo, alright, taste the geek, nigga (say what?)
Zippo, wow wow, taste the geek
Cougar bitch gon' eat dick
All the bones she stay on, trust her treat
He done tryna fight it, but these RP's gettin' the best of me
If you in his spot, you eatin' dick, it ain't no rest in me
They like, "How the fuck he do this shit?" They want the recipe
Like how he cook it
She don't like, so I still get paranoid
Can't go, I got a bucket
Cut the chopsticks down
Swear I'm goddamn big bro done cut the cookie
Know you gotta fuck before I spend a buck I'm not a rookie, huh
Bitch, I'm a vet
Ain't gon' lie, I got a thing for them lil' t-shirts, that say wet
Stopped respondin' to the disses, I just laugh like, "Okay, bet"
Anytime they throw that pad, lil' D gon' catch like, "Oh, they a bet"
Send a load—drop on your bitch, wipe your clothes off, throw that neck
Kill till I fall and die in my pants, oh shit, I want that Chris Vette
He tried to run and got clapped in his knees, thighs—we left some shit in his neck
I heard the opp cashed out, just bought him a whip we shoot the top off the 'Vette
Old ho keep on tellin' me, "How you know Lil D?" I told the ho, "Say what?"
Okay, talkin' for a GSP, and I know I said I was gon' take off his neck
But fuck that, I want his knee
Spendin' two deep and it just me and the big four, and I bet that one take like three
The opps would get mad 'cause I was puttin' belt in they ass
They lucky I found me a beat
I'm hard in the field and I had me a minute, DB
I had less of my clique, and she talkin' 'bout she love me and she don't even know my name
How did a bitch love me? But I don't even blame her
If I was a bad bitch too, I'd fuck on a nigga like me
Zippo, wow wow, taste the geek
Cougar bitch gon' eat dick
All the bones she stay on, trust her treat
He done tryna fight it, but these RP's gettin' the best of me
If you in his spot, you eatin' dick, it ain't no rest in me
They like, "How the fuck he do this shit?" They want the recipe