She Said - Horseshoe Gang, K-Young

Drink in your hand, sip it up

Bartender fill it up

After another round its going down down down

I heard you C.O.B.

baby, I’m tryin' to fuck with you

And I love your gangster swag, tell me what I’ve got to do

I heard you C.O.B.

baby, now tell me is it true

I got one, two, three bad bitches and they all wanna come through

Now, when it comes to that kitty, I’mma stick ya like a poacher

Beat it on my sofa, call your homegirl

See if she wanna come over, I’ll eat it like a vulture

But it’s like I’m Jewish, I’ll only eat it if its kosher

Girl, have you ever felt euphoria

Ill take you, four of your friends, a few more of your kin

You’re more than a 10, I’m tryin' to score with ya

But you can’t be my wife, #TrueStory uh

I’m tryin' to get my money right

I’m not tryin' to fall in love toni-i-i-ight

Baby if you wanna fuck tonight, then we can leave this club alri-i-i-ight

Can I roll with you crew, I love the way you rockin' them open-toed shoes

You know you want to, show me your lingerie

You and Vicki got a secret I want to know to

Yo she said, I’mma roll with you and she said, her friends rolling to

And she said, I’mma do what you like, I’m down to fuck tonight, I’ll put that

on the Shoe-Gang

I said that’s whats up, your fly as a spark and I’m tryin' to gas you up

She heard about my dick, ain’t word of mouth

She wanna ride with a legend, no Acura

But a few things you need to know, no speaking on my door

We ain’t speaking on the phone, no none of that

If we freaking in the mo', gotta keep it on the low

If I’m giving you the pole, you’ll be coming back

I’ve got bitches thats as thick as they come

You can ask my nigga, K-Young

Could try and find a nigga with my bitches but there really ain’t one

My dick it weighs tons, when I hit em they sprung

Girl go on dip it low, the only thing I want you to put on is a show

Forget E, we could both hit a bowl

And you could twist trees if you want in the row

The only thing I really want you on is the flo'

Be my private dancer, hop onto my pole

And since I’m a boss you should work for me

And only take off when you want to disrobe

I can whip that cat, yo tame her

Your lady want to F with me, and I don’t blame her

But if she don’t go down, I won’t bang her

I call those women no-brainers

I drink like the Irish but I never wore no kilt

I feel like I’m walking across the floor on stilts

It’s almost like me and my fitted is having a competition

To figure out which one of us is more on tilt

Yo, I’m balling like I’m Kobe, you balling like a six man

Maybe that’s the reason that I’m crawling with your vixen

My dick will expand into a kickstand

Now I’m falling in her quicksand

I’m in her Garden like a Knicks fan

For obvious reasons I call the pussy the Garden of Eatin'

Not Eden, now swallow my semen

I beat it up right man, and then I eat it up

Then I skeet it up, and do the beat-it-up right dance

I’m a rapper that moonlights as a pornstar

Cuz on camera I do dykes in a foreign car

They call me Mr. Dicktastic, shit can get past sick

But I drop dimes like a point guard

Cuz it’s on the the mother fucking next

Now I’m looking for a slut I can go fuck or sex

Now I’m looking for a wife to make sweet ass love to

I don’t give a fuck, that’s what a G-ass thug do

That’s what she said, that’s what she said, what she said

That’s what she said, that’s what she said

That’s what she said, that’s what she said, what she said

That’s what she said, that’s what she said