Give Me The Ass Lyrics by Beatnuts
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Intro:
Ha, say whos scientific, 3 c-f mafia (thats my crew)
Juju:
Yo, on the real homey, let me let you know about me
Cause aint too many people who can talk about me
See frontin aint nothin, who they tryin to jerk
Half of them niggas talkin cant pay for the work
They in my pocket, this flow, they cant stop it
Shit, 20 bricks and a dream team to mop it
Who wanna knock it?
Get blown out the socket (hey, whos gettin money? )
Remains the topic
Stay true, somethings in it for you
I know you wanna get down, martinies and malibu
Thats 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 Im moving to fash (if you think Im 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 aint 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)
Thats 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, dont laugh
Its all math, material things just dont 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 gs
As I count ben-gs, 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, cant 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
Ha, say whos scientific, 3 c-f mafia (thats my crew)
Juju:
Yo, on the real homey, let me let you know about me
Cause aint too many people who can talk about me
See frontin aint nothin, who they tryin to jerk
Half of them niggas talkin cant pay for the work
They in my pocket, this flow, they cant stop it
Shit, 20 bricks and a dream team to mop it
Who wanna knock it?
Get blown out the socket (hey, whos gettin money? )
Remains the topic
Stay true, somethings in it for you
I know you wanna get down, martinies and malibu
Thats 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 Im moving to fash (if you think Im 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 aint 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)
Thats 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, dont laugh
Its all math, material things just dont 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 gs
As I count ben-gs, 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, cant 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
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