Give Me The Ass Lyrics

Give Me The Ass lyrics

Intro:

 Ha, say who's scientific, 3 c-f mafia (that's my crew)

 

 Juju:

 Yo, on the real homey, let me let you know about me

 Cause ain't too many people who can talk about me

 See frontin' ain't nothin', who they tryin' to jerk

 Half of them niggas talkin' can't pay for the work

 They in my pocket, this flow, they can't stop it

 Shit, 20 bricks and a dream team to mop it

 Who wanna knock it?

 Get blown out the socket (hey, who's gettin' money?)

 Remains the topic

 Stay true, somethings in it for you

 I know you wanna get down, martinies and malibu

 That's a dream, pay attention to the sceme

 Follow the rules and we could all get cream

 

 Hook:

 Baby if you give me the ass (baby if you give me the ass)

 Maybe you might see some cash (maybe you might see some cash)

 If you think i'm moving to fash (if you think i'm moving to fash)

 We can lace this blunt with hash

 

 Pyscho les:

 Where you from?

 Q-bourgh, harsh and rugged like ma bourgh

 Beatnuts new joint (what?)

 Give it to you radio style, so heads can groove

 Gotta make this move in 9-7

 Attack with the most hunger, got mouths to feed and we ain't gettin' no

 Younger

 No doubt, mix the guinstout, with the colt 40

 Toastin' the majority, stay bent

 With tobacco spilt on the pavement

 Feelin' my beats from the basement, on this one cut

 No killer shit (shhhhh)

 That's why we hit you in the head with a joint you familiar with

 

 Hook

 

 Juju:

 Yo shortie rock we can wine and dine

 But in time let me remind, eventually i plan to be

 Somewhere behind you, mind you

 Never the less here to refine you

 Take you outta def and dumb and unblind you

 No game shortie, don't laugh

 It's all math, material things just don't last

 So light this l and parlay with me

 Cause tonight shortie rock you gonna stay with me

 

 Pyscho les:

 Son this beat is mad hot, 100 degrees

 Slide back the sun roof, catch a breeze

 Let out the smoke from the trees, torch our beat

 Surrounded by strink g's

 As i count ben-g's, i clocked off this track doin friendly

 Kick it to this chick in spicey like wendys

 Tried to touch her tada, honey said "ah-ah"

 Turned down the chewbacca, but i was like...

 

 Hook (x2)

 

 Outro:

 Give me the ass baby, give me the ass baby, can't live without the ass baby

 Give me the ass baby, give me the ass, oh give me the ass, baby give me the

 Ass

 Oh give me the ass

 

 Give it to him