Dj Quik - Whistle lyrics

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Dj Quik - Whistle lyrics

[Intro] Helluva helluva. Gleek gleek, Suga Free. And sometimes Y [Verse One] Ho you must be out your motherf**in' mind No "ha ha" sh**, shut up b**h, and get on some clothes And put on that sh** you came up in here with Now why you bringin' up old sh**? No wonder that n***a used to go upside your motherf**in' head You stupid lyin' half a ho scrubbin' evil b**h You know go god damn well you wrong Mad cause you wasn't gettin' no dick And couldn't f** with my chips b**h, be gone! Ooh, almighty dollar I can't wait to pimp that b**h like m**ms can't wait to get to Allah No, no, no, no, no, no Tootsie Pull up your panties Pick up your sh**, wipe off my dick And don't you GIVE me no more of that p**y Nah uh Now that's some p**y you can keep It's too good That's some p**y you can keep! I heard pimp come out your mouth I guess you want me to know I'll pull a rabbit out my hat when when you can show me your ho Mr...You Know He 'Bout To Oh...and you know I'm finda n***a you got pimp player comin' out your mouth When I know you a termite chokin' on a splinter Pimp bone connected to my leg bone Leg bone connected to my a** bone (Pimp or die) Yeah, for real doe That's how we do that Gleek gleek, Suga Suga Free [Verse Two] And b**h you stank Now, take your a** to the kitchen Pour me, Quik, C-Note and General Jeff somethin' to drank Now jerk is slippin' b**h, I'm gonna lay in this motherf**er, hungry and broke Just because your case worker is trippin'? b**h it's your neck It's not threat And it's no sweat It's your mama askin' you, "Baby where yo check?" Ho, you'se a thief And if you mistreat my cash Point blank b**h, I'll beat yo a** You got that child support check b**h? Workin' that fast food, think you rich? Talkin' sh** about me cause you know my name Old bucket head b**h don't know a god damn thang Lyin' about what you do What you do Got me thinkin' what you wanna do But every time I try to feel her I end up dreamin' I'mma straight k** her But you don't even thank me for what I TRY to do Can't talk without lyin', b**h I'm tired of you Jealous of my hoes Jealous of my clothes You'd probably let me go on national TV Without tellin' me I got a BOOGER in my nose b**h! [Suga Free talking] Suga Suga Free Cause y'all be hatin' like that too. It's time to let the homie know, you know? Hey man. These n***as ain't the only ones hatin' man Look at that favorite b**h you like to kick it with all the time Tell 'em like this [Verse Three] Good evening Believe me I would like to hang out with you for a minute baby but you're bleeding I'm standin' on a good foot But I'm walkin' on a bad leg I, smacked the b**h Cause she thought I was a trick And that's when all the pimp jumped out me And I turned around and slapped the b**h She was bold enough to take the kid And she was bold enough to f** my friend The b**h was bold enough to go and snitch So I was bold enough to slap the b**h Now, hi Quik (Watch this) Wanna see me in 3D Slowly, go low key and slap that b**h (slap this) b**h you wanna be me huh? You wanna f** Suga Free huh? Ho this dick ain't yours You think I'm free huh? Man, these hoes is evil And that's for real Who can bleed that much a month without dying and STILL Have my back like you say you do The only reason she ain't dead is cause Ioveded What you scared fo'? My other b**h is gonna sleep with us tonight because I said so And if you got one thing to say about it b**h you'se a DEAD HOE Now leave me lone, why you bullsh**tin'? Get off my back why you bullsh**tin'? Now Quik I'm tryin' But God, these hoes still lyin'

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