Party Supplies - Hookers At The Point lyrics

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Party Supplies - Hookers At The Point lyrics

[Intro] Look baby don't play me, play lotto okay, you gotta try to cum okay I'm a nice girl dont play me out I know its not everything baby but I'm out here working and I gotta pay up [Verse 1] Cindy, she not herself unless she smoking crack 7 times she got stabbed in the back By a regular john she dealt with many times before Thats what she gets for being a who*e though She walked the streets, patent leather mini skirt With the zipper, damn I know her kitty hurt 10 hour shifts she thinking' bout retiring Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah I think she lying man She'll s** a Jewish lawyer, or an African cabby "It ain't about the money, tryna get back at my daddy Plus I'm feenin' tryna smoke me some crack in the alley" Grease the cops, found her mouthing off Captain O'Malley [Bridge] Yeah, its Hoookers at the point b**h, get my motherf**ing drink, b**h. Henny Quarter filled, in the f**in sniffter dont put it in the rock gla** again please You f**ing stupid b**h treat you like garbage kick you in ya f**in a** Come here b**h, put your breath on my pinky ring b**h Get my motherf**ing drink b**h HENNY [Verse 2] As I ride inside my 92' Seville Windows half down so I can see my b**hes in the field Best believe they bringing daddy money How you think I copped the caddy dummy Tryna get this Puff Daddy money The name silk but all my b**hes call me montel Spit the marvel, with the soft top not the hard shell Three shades of green- suit, hat, and matching lizards 8 b**hes look like they straight from the Alaskan blizzard b**h get my money 'fo I k** ya You know the life you chose But know you wanna be a mother The kid will be retarded you can add him to his brother Do the world a favor line your p**y up with rubber Now you done made me spill my henny on my pinky ring My nails are filed Perfect though right you see me shinin Now get the f** up out my car and sell ya joint We gettin luchey this is hookers at the point b**h [Verse 3] Dos en el morning, rocking sweatpants ya know what up Slowly approaching animals in motion p**y safari, twenty for a lay Ten for a BJ, but free for some free base Before I purchase, I wanna peek at the turkey Make sure that its perky so it won't turn my dick to jerky Open the door, soon as she sat down, she took a bump She caught the rush, then made a hooker grunt Let's talk about me, I'm always on the road Got a little dick, many of the secrets I behold Name is dano born in the Bronx, half Puerto Rican Drive a truck hooked on dope cook a soul Was once a prospect for the twin now im on a mission Cryin naked shootin dope up in the kitchen Falling asleep right on the sh**ter Word to Roberto Clemente dog I'm still a hitter, yeah! [Outro]

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