Somethin' for the Bitches - Suave-Ski, Prince Royal, Apathy

This is for the freaks

Who stay up under them sheets

Head bobbing in my lap while I’m playing back all these beats

She got her tongue doing tricks

I got a ton of them chicks

Gymnasts who have fun doing flips

I want to beat it I ain’t trying to make love

I’m all for all four on a oriental rug

From the back, steadily attack

Pin her till she tap, little slap

On a lot of ass, she a fan of that (yeah)

Popping and dropping and moppin

Whatever the option, I opt in

Baby I’m not him

Yoga pants splitting, I’m hitting without commitment

I’ll rip it as soon as I slip in

I’m dipping all in that kitten

I need a porn chick, for this porn flick

I been nasty all my life, I was born sick

I’m a visionary, I see me doing you in Missionary

It’s necessary

This is somethin' for the bitches

This is somethin' for the bitches

«Now girls step up to this» (x2)

You blowing me kisses

Cuz you know I’ll swim in you like fishes

I’m a vicious ass crab cuz I like to grab

And not let go, stab you in your gut until you blow

But my job’s to make you happy and have nappy headed kids

Prince got the royal jazz jazzy was trying to get

Jazzy but I spazzed on the knife that night

Let’s fight the aliens and see the life together

I’ll ride, whatever, I’m in the cockpit

With my cock pit in her mouth

Drop your draws bitch, my mind is headed down south

I’m about the action, but I’m not, cool with you crashing here

After I crash my rocket in you, all the atmosphere is there

The beauty turns you into beast, I put you on a leash

You sucked the whole voyage like a leech I breach the area

But I don’t, fuck with no grenades, the neighbors

Hear her when she screaming my name

Like Prince you can’t be tamed

(And that’s a fact)

I mean, it’s just something for the bitches

(Ladies and Gentlemen)

This is sponsored by the letter «H»

That little three letter word that every female hates

I want a fuck buddy, I ain’t trying to bring you on dates

I want to fuck you while I fantasize of Phoebe Cates

I’m Norman Bates stabbing bitches in the shower for hours

Superman, Supa Ho, that’s one of my super powers

Middle of the day on your Facebook lurking

I be jerking while you twerking in my 9 to 5 working

One thing’s for certain, no more love rap

I just wanna shoot a million sperm in your butt crack

Get a babysitter for your ratchet ass, rugrats

Now you can tell all your homegirls you fucked Ap

Pulling off her britches, dick game vicious

Glass in the room shatter from your vocal pitches

Pussy muscle twitches, giving you the business

As God as my witness, this is…