Paroles 8e's Anthem de Beef Storm Posse

Textes et Paroles de 8e's Anthem

All the bitches, they don't mean nothin to me
All the bitches, they don't mean nothin to me
It's like everywhere I go, somebody gotta know
Did you get the memo? Get out my limo
All the bitches, they don't mean nothin to me
All the bitches, they don't mean nothin to me
All the bitches, they don't mean nothin to me
It's like everywhere I go, somebody gotta know
Did you get the memo? Get out my limo
All the bitches, they don't mean nothin to me

Yes, I have a condom, baby, let me put my hands on em
Here, honey, have a drink.. what? You need a place to sleep?
Why ain't these drinks phasing me? I spit that shit out in the sink
I'm only acting this drunk? Well whatchu think?

If she gives in to the roofies, we'll be up till morning
Unless she's annoying, then I'll pass her to my boys, then
My hearts filled with poison, it's blacker than Boyz II Men
I'm gonna need a ploy to bend the rules

To this game, which I played before
But rape ain't the same as a ticket
Fuck the judicial system, I showed em where to stick it
Where I stuck it, just like I showed her
Marry the bitch? Shit, I hardly even know her

So creamy in the middle, you could call me Russel Stover
The judge showed me love, so I invited her over
I was showing too much force, so she brought the court to order
Now there's open holes in her throat from where I tried to choke her

I flow like a chart, and snap like Owen Hart
I know only Moses can make the waters part
But the Beef Storm's coming through, the sky's getting dark
Outwitting me is like outswimming a shark

So where do I start? How do I get street smart?
Save room for desert, coz I'm sweet like a tart
Smooth like butter, your significant other
A loaded pistol for your daddy, and a word to your mother

A street fighter with a mean streak like M. Bison
Don't try and beat me at my own game
I got more points on my license, so try me Tyson, I'd like it
When I get on the mic, I spit it faster than lightning

And to all the women, who are present and pregnant
With resin dripping from 8e's loaded lethal weapon
Bitch, step in the other direction
Or I'll just find another slut to respect this erection because

All the bitches, they don't mean nothin to me
All the bitches, they don't mean nothin to me
It's like everywhere I go, somebody gotta know
Did you get the memo? Get out my limo
All the bitches, they don't mean nothin to me
All the bitches, they don't mean nothin to me
All the bitches, they don't mean nothin to me
It's like everywhere I go, somebody gotta know
Did you get the memo? Get out my limo
All the bitches, they don't mean nothin to me

I'm scandalous
You can't handle the way that I been rocking this flow so fabulous
Bitch, grab your abacus
And count how many times, at the scene of the crime
You got a free ride home with your hands in cuffs
We ride the short bus
Attention, easy women, report to us
You ladies aint nothing but whores to us
We bust a Beef Storm nut in every orifice, so

Come inside my double wide shit-shack
We'll split a six pack and you can let me hit that
I'll lay back, and play you like an 8-track
I'll call you Vanna White if you would call me Pat Sajak
You got the tuna, I got the saltines
I also got the smallest pair of balls you've seen
Your pussy's so wide, I nearly fall between
and fall screaming to my death lik Palpatine

All the bitches, they don't mean nothin to me
All the bitches, they don't mean nothin to me
It's like everywhere I go, somebody gotta know
Did you get the memo? Get out my limo
All the bitches, they don't mean nothin to me
All the bitches, they don't mean nothin to me
All the bitches, they don't mean nothin to me
It's like everywhere I go, somebody gotta know
Did you get the memo? Get out my limo
All the bitches, they don't mean nothin to me

You ain't never had a fuck like an 8e fuck
You aint never tasted nothing like an 8e nut
8e only hangs with the shady sluts
You don't want it in the front? Bitch, raise your butt

And ArmageddonMan needs no mother fuckin introduction
I just cut another bump for the corrupt production
All the shit that you talk, it don't mean nothin
Coz my beats are so fat they need lipsuction

So this in closing, I'd like to apologize to nothing and no one
never again will I not see your lies
And if I ever offend another fucking female, stand in line
Take a number, no wonder none of these ladies think I'm nice

Hey, 8e, what's the problem, you lost G?

Ask my mama, but she probably already forgot me
It doesn't bother me, my issues are too scary, don't ask
I'd rather bury the hatchet through the crack of her ass

But make that two, so I can save on for my dad
The rolling stone sperm doner who fucking made me this mad
but fuck it, all sins are forgiven, you suck my will to live
the charge is dismissed, armed with a fist, I'm crazy and pissed

Veins filled to the tip with liquor and piss
I'm sick of this shit, Meadlycreep, hand me my clip
Coz you accusing me of rape while I'm rubbing on your fake tits?
Save it, you lame bitch, I'd rather play my 8-bit

All the bitches, they don't mean nothin to me
All the bitches, they don't mean nothin to me
It's like everywhere I go, somebody gotta know
Did you get the memo? Get out my limo
All the bitches, they don't mean nothin to me
All the bitches, they don't mean nothin to me
All the bitches, they don't mean nothin to me
It's like everywhere I go, somebody gotta know
Did you get the memo? Get out my limo
All the bitches, they don't mean nothin to me

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