Obie Trice - Bad ***** Lyrics
[Intro][strached "Obie"][Chorus - Timbaland]He got a bad *****, said she recognize a "G"Said she want to roll and get to know ObieClaming that she love everything that he do, heeeeyHe got a bad *****, said she recognize a "G"Said she want to roll, and get to know ObieClaming that she love, everything that he do, hey, hey[Verse 1 - Obie Trice]Yes it's O. Trice, I done jumped outta heightsWriting to the microphone life, yeah this is rightThis is less stringuest niggaz, this is tightThis is more dividends niggaz, get it rightStomping like Timberlands niggaz, a pair of NikesBut this is more Timbaland nigga and Obie TriceThe combination is invading stations, air wavesAnd rest haven on your listeners membranes (woo!)I done payed some change, I got TimboThis is not a brainy thang, yo this is simpleGet your ass up and dance, to the tempoExchange your stiff frame, with that of a more limboGrab shorty sippin' on that Shirley TempleWith that ass hanging out, and pinch her on that pimpleOn her ass hanging out, nigga advanceThis a world of a night, better start with the pants[Chorus][Verse 2 - Obie Trice]Yeah, let's keep this shit in motion (motion)Cause we gon hang out 'til we hung over then I.V. ProfinAdios when (os when)I *****ed them thighs, who influenced with the game that was spokenI'ma make sure she open (open)Ménage-a-trois in these's days and times got my shit growingAnd she's hoein' (hoein')And I'm ignoring' the lies she throwing', how she won't perform?I feed her a blunt throw on the "Quiet Storm"She repeatedly cum, insistently all morn'And she needed cause funs up in the purse not growin***** beat it my one's you gets none (nada)To feel she's treated as if a Playboy or lpay her dumbI skeeted so ***** your Playboy is on the runDeleted the *****, outta direct connectionThanks for calming' down, my erection, hun[Chorus][Verse 3 - Obie Trice]Yeah, I speak the words of experience (oh) lady I'm seriousLyrics on my deliverance, is oh so vivid *****Oh no hoes up, hoes I spit it ***** (spit it)Roll up, smoke up dro, and spit on this (spit it)I'ma outta order cause I break the iceAnd squirt liquid in your eyes, all you see is little guysSwimming in women they claming they like my styleTreat 'em like Ike and ride (*****!)I don't a ***** I got the height, sure your rightI'm Barry White tonight (hey) you feeling' alrightGot a buzz and this huzzie saying O's her typeI take her to the high-end and strike (ahh)Trick for hire, I'll never buy her to biteDespite she tight, I'll tell the ***** you can have a nice lifeSee I'm working with these I's in this rhymesIt's I's, all's that not a aus-tin time[Chorus]
