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Pussy Ass Kid & Hoe Ass Play Lyrics - Singles - Jt Money

* credited to luke, as it appeared on his album of the aforementioned title 

 

Intro: luke 

 

Yo, it's a fucked-up thing! I gotta bring kid n' play on this motherfuckin' 

Album here, two pussy punk-ass niggas - yo, check this out, what i'ma do 

Is i'ma go get last year's rookie of the year, jt money of poison clan, 

This year's rookie of the year, bustdown - yo, bustdown, kick some of 

That west bank shit on these fuck niggas!! 

 

Verse 1: bustdown 

 

Well, I'm first up as a rhyme conveyor 

Luke records in the house for the payback, player 

Kid n' play can suck a dick! get me a mic and a 40 

And let a real nigga wreck shit 

To me you're walking on a tightrope. instead of tryin' 

To be real, you're steady sweatin' them white folks 

Keep runnin' your big mouth, but if you come to my hood, 

You'll get your asshole whipped out! 

Then i'ma play you to the back seat 

'cause I'm runnin' more game than a track meet athlete 

As if you didn't know, huh, you're dealing 

With a west bank dicksman, hoe 

But anyway, I got a rhyme to deliver 

Get your draws out your ass, quit frontin', my nigga 

'cause if you don't, well you'll keep gettin dissed on 

And if I see you at a show and you're slippin', you're gettin' pissed on! 

 

Chorus (4x): 

[what about kid n' play? ] 

[wick-wick-wack!] 

 

Verse 2: jt money 

 

Now for starters, with kids I don't play 

'cause y'all some fuck-ass, punk-ass, coochie niggas anyway 

Jt I the house, niggas, check it 

Tryin' to diss my nigga luke to sell your wack record? 

Let me talk about the kid. i remember 

Some ol' coochie-nigga shit you did 

When we was up in new york 

You was followin' luke, talkin' 'bout, "we gotta talk!" 

On that man's dick, got your ass wide 

Open and you're talkin' that bullshit 

Both movies, I boo 'em, 'cause you had hoes, 

But you wasn't stickin' pipe to 'em 

Thought they was fantastic. but through the 

Whole fuckin' movie, kid was gettin' his ass kicked 

And 'bout that other nigga play - he needs to 

Get dissed 'cause he's a punk nigga anyway 

Be 'round here kissin' hoes, while I'm dissin' hoes 

And stabbin 'em with fishin' poles 

You need to try to lay pipe in 'em 

Oh, I forgot - punks don't like women 

Now you're tryin' to diss somebody 

At jack the rapper, you was hangin' 'round luke's parties 

Now you're outta gas, with two motherfuckin' 

Punk-haters on yo' ass, jt and bustdown 

Now let's see you hoe niggas get tough now 

Get the rubbers out your ass, dick-suckers! 

...and fuck them pussy motherfuckers. 

 

Chorus 

 

Verse 3: bustdown 

 

Now let me put my boy kid in his place 

With them wick-wack rhymes soundin' like rob base! 

'cause if I have to come tag that ass, 

I'ma max, wax, tax and drag that ass! 

I get sharp like a ice pick 

I'm on a hype tip, holdin' mic tight as a vice grip 

You couldn't deal with the concept 

I'm collected and calm, but on the mike I'm a bomb threat 

So motherfuckers get real 

I got a heart like gold and a dick like steel 

You wanna diss, punk? please! 

You got a flat top thicker than commodity cheese! 

Luke left it up to me and jt 

To take it from the bottom to the t-o-p 

I seen your second house party; it figures: 

Two house parties for two house-ass niggas! 

 

Outro: luke 

 

Two house motherfuckin' niggas. do y'all niggas know what a house 

Nigga is? a house nigga is a nigga who work in the house. who cleans 

The master's ass, who cleans behind the master, who wash the master's 

Ass. y'all house niggas. i'ma feel niggas, we feel niggas here in miami. 

That's why y'all niggas can't understand us, y'all fuck-niggas talkin' too 

Much shit, y'all niggas better watch what you sayin' 'cause y'all fuck- 

Niggas, y'all don't know, y'all get fucked up here. yo, check this out - 

Miami is closed to y'all niggas. y'all barred. y'all can't come here no 

More, fuck-niggas. y'all can't sell no more records here. and if all real 

Niggas in the world is real like us, y'all don't buy them fuck-niggas' shit 

No more. 'cause they ain't shit. pussy punk-ass niggas.