Letras:Womb 2 Da Tomb. Other. Lady Dont Be Shady.

Lady,
Don't be acting shady.
You better not have rabies.
I don't want no shit on ma' dick.
So baby,
You better have a fine clit,
Or you'll be riding home in a casket.
Baby!

All day long I dream about gettin my nob off,
By a mint bitch not a fuckin' fat goth.
You know I don't like that shit, i'm not down with that.
I like it flat on my back, on my face is your twat.
Get out your boobs and give 'em a wiggle.
Don't laugh at Tom's size, its rude to giggle.
Syke!
He's hung like a horse, more like a fuckin' beast.
Get down on your knees and start the feast.
Don't be shy, it's nothing I ain't seen before.
Get a little rude, I like a little whore.
See, let me tell you 'bout this bitch I used to know.
She gave me head all day and said don't let nobody know.
How could I resist, yo' I had to tell.
It was like eating Ben and Jerry of the end of me' bell.
I might see her again, yo, who knows the score.
But let me tell you this she wont be my last whore!


Lady,
Don't be acting shady.
You better not have rabies.
I don't want no shit on ma' dick.
So baby,
You better have a fine clit,
Or you'll be riding home in a casket.
Baby!

So woman you gonna have a fat hang over.
Tonight your my bitch tonight so sit and rollover.
My cocks your wildest dream so take one for the team.
Biatch and drink my man cream
But hoe I gotta' warn ya', you cross my path,
You'll be sipping champange with a knife in yo' back.
I tell you know you fuck around with me,
You better plan your geography before i'm reading yo' euolgy.
Bitch you treat me good i'll grant all your wishes
But if you fuck me around you'll be sleeping with the fishes.
I'm sorry honey, that's just how i oparate
You fuck with me then I decapitate.
1 2 3, 4 5 6, this is master pycho with the tricks.
Oh baby, there's plenty of room,
Come and get sick with womb to the tomb.

Lady,
Don't be acting shady.
You better not have rabies.
I don't want no shit on ma' dick.
So baby,
You better have a fine clit,
Or you'll be riding home in a casket.

Baby. (Repeated)

Here comes the return of the mother fuckin' master.
Like that chinky Jet Li but a little bit faster.
Unleashed!
Upon your black ass.
Bringing the pain from here to Bagdad.
Like mortal kombat, mother fuckin' sub zero.
Cold like those bitches that stole my de niros.
Tooth for tooth, blood for blood.
That's how my niggas role down in the hood.
Eye for an eye, a life for a life.
You shit on my dick, your blood on my knife

(Thanks to Simone for these lyrics)