Rambo - k**in' It lyrics

Rambo k**in' it Catch me at the show I am the one with your hoes, don't need this sick track My dick got the ladies coming back Sex so high, so hood, so good, I make it last Your s** so fast, like a hostess snack, cream comin' out before it's unwrapped Ladies love my sh**, ladies love my dick, ladies love my hustle, ladies love my muscles b**hes say I f** better than Usher Speaking of Hostess cakes, I eat 'em on the first date, in the car, in the bar, in the bed while I am gettin' head Put some on your titties while I am gettin' busy Sex and snacks, you better be down with that Hold Up. You don't like crumbs? b**h you dumb and I'm getting ready to cum Ohhhhhh There it goes now whose the hoe? Ladies love my sh**, ladies love my dick, ladies love my hustle, ladies love my muscles b**hes say I f** better than Usher Women get off this table, I am stepping up cause I am willing and able, you look so unstable, listen up I am goin' tell you a fable Jack and Jill went up the hill, Jack talked smack, so Rambo f**ed Jill behind his back Ladies love my sh**, ladies love my dick, ladies love my hustle, ladies love my muscles b**hes say I f** better than Usher Coming up with rhymes so quick its sick, you so slow, mind f**ed up like you are on blow, still wishing you were Rambo I keep spending dough, b**hes get coming back for mo'. They the ones trying to score, I'm popping cherries like gatz [K-Dogg] Hey, yo! What he say? [Lil' Cabbage] Man that sh** was fat!... [Rambo] Yeah K-Dogg. Lil' cabbage. You name it, I got it, I'll hook you up Twinkies Ding dongs Pound cakes I even got them snow balls My momma love that sh**