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American slore american whore al pac max bigavelle lets go first chris lemme get her neckless im bout to take this bitch to breakfast cuz we had a long night and i cant leave till i get my song right all right gtta get this one shortii she a freak gtta get me some its three chicks gtta get me one im not a nigga to leave that 10 so lets go take me out to breakfast let me floss your chesse gimmi your direction make me scream your name you b makein it rain i b makin it pour you b my american slore bitches at the club its beach day so come out with studs they eatin once we was at the hilton Songtexteso i think i just chill for the weekend nikka bigavelle b cheatin mama ask me wats popin so i gave her my g shit and told her to rock it with lots of confodence bend the bitch ova donkey i like it when she call me doinkey so i gave the bitch 200 and told the ho not to nevah to call me gimmi your direction me and my home take me out to breakfast let me floss your chesee gimmi your direction make me scream your name you b makein it rain i b makin it pour you b my american slore american whore take me out to breakfast let me floss your chesse gimmi your direction make me scream your name you b makein it rain i b makin it pour you b my american slore american whore shes the jump off ready to jump off and when i squirt in her face she lick the cum off mama real freaky plus she like it rough when i give her back shots she cant get enough im goin all night and she fuckin good these hoes love a nikka even though im no good they all wanna taste they all wanna lick your mom beastin hoes fightin for this dick got these hoes open note the thug passion take it to the spott lets get it crackin gtta beat it up i leave the pussy soft man fuck a bitch i nevah love a whore i get em for the bread break up papi always fuck the small talk ma a nika want his phone we can get it on make em scream my name ask around bout the kid ma i do my thing take me out to breakfast let me floss your chesse gimmi your direction make me scream your name you b makein it rain i b makin it pour you b my american slore american whore take me out to breakfast let me floss your chesse gimmi your direction make me scream your name you b makein it rain i b makin it pour you b my american slore american whore (Thanks to Bronnie for these lyrics) Aus Songtexte Mania