paroles de chanson Lyle Lovette - Atmosphere
Hoes
and
tramps
Fucks
and
sluts
Bitches,
scams
Tits
and
butts
Bitches
be
screamin'
for
this
eight
inch
demon
And
when
you
hear
me
screamin'
I'm
about
to
free
the
semen
Wipe
myself
on
your
couch
cover
If
she
talks
any
trash
I
flash
my
box
cutter
Cuz
I'm
rougher
Than
any
pimp
you've
had
in
your
life
hoe
I
talk
soft,
walk
tall,
carry
a
rifle
Kill
that
bullshit
Cuz
if
baby
gets
spiteful
I'm
lacing
the
liquor
With
some
piss
and
some
Lysol
Roll
in
a
shit
brown
Lincoln
Eatin'
a
sticky
bun
Spot
check
the
block
Pick
one
that's
gonna
gimme
some
Cuz
I'm
a
freak
I
like
the
girls
with
tattoos
Yo,
I
once
got
busy
in
a
Burger
King
drive
thru
I
take
'em
two
at
a
time
Make
'em
both
say
my
name
Ain't
never
had
three
But
best
believe
that
I'm
game
And
that's
the
key:
game
Girl
I
fit
words
like
Scrabble
The
inner
city
cowboy
With
the
thick
herds
of
cattle
Crusin'
Lake
street
Gene
Pool
ridin'
shotgun
Got
the
flyest
trickies
From
the
Mississippi
to
Boston
I
got
a
house
full
of
porn
To
keep
the
vibe
warm
The
door's
always
open
honey
Come
outta
the
storm
Yo,
I
got
daddy's
little
girls
Ones
that
always
stay
true
Got
an
Uptown
girl
She
dyes
the
pubic
hair
blue
And
I
gotta
bitch
that
lives
in
Kenwood
Rich
townhouse
flavor
She
travels
on
business
I'm
gettin'
down
with
the
neighbors
I
gotta
freak
drives
the
bus
Shows
me
love
with
the
free
rides
A
hundred
hoes
in
St.
Paul
But
only
one
from
east
side
Gotta
a
Bloomington
bitch
With
a
pool
at
her
apartment
Rug
burns
all
over
From
fuckin'
her
on
the
carpet
Got
the
mega
mall
hoes
Make
'em
all
work
the
food
court
Hit
me
off
with
a
chicken
soft
taco
And
a
couple
of
Newports
Stripper
bitches
Bodies,
jewels
and
fake
tities
And
a
hoe
that
lives
in
Fargo
For
when
I
escape
the
city
But
my
favorite
one
Out
of
all
of
'em
is
your
girl
I
sway
the
tongue
Never
once
have
I
been
forceful
She
lays
it
on
Like
it's
a
job
that
she
loves
Yo
who's
lips
are
these?
The
response
is
always:
Slug's.
The
Richfield
bitches
Freak
the
lip-gloss
and
hairspray
Downtown
women
That
like
to
fuck
on
the
staircase
Northside
chicks
Southside
chicks
Suburban
chicks
Love
to
open
married
women
Up
to
the
pervertedness
Disturbin'
your
relationship
Excuse
my
morals
I
work
it
with
the
way
I
trick
'em
out
Silly
mortals
The
words
I
kick
The
sport
I
play
Know
what
to
say
When
I'm
sittin'
at
this
buffet
With
all
these
tasty
morsels
But
my
favorite
one
Out
of
all
of
'em
is
your
girl
I
sway
the
tongue
Never
once
have
I
been
forceful
She
lays
it
on
Like
it's
a
job
that
she
loves
Yo
who's
lips
is
these?
The
response
is
always:
Slug's.
Crusin'
down
the
street
In
my
baby's
mom's
Caprice
February
got
the
windows
cracked
Wearin'
a
fleece
Hit
the
bus
depot
Yo
boo,
you
kinda
cute
Give
me
nine
and
a
half
weeks
I'll
have
that
freak
sniffin'
too
Distributin'
cum
Across
the
rotten
fruited
plain
I
know
it's
hard
bein'
young
girl
Let
me
soothe
the
pain
I
understand
you
baby
Straight
up
I
understand
Now
lift
up
your
ass
So
I
can
pull
these
fuckin'
pants
down
Now
the
ones
I
don't
do
Are
those
under
eighteen
Or
at
least
I
keep
that
shit
a
secret
If
you
know
what
I
mean
I
got
sluts
that
love
to
give
head
And
I
like
to
watch
The
way
they
move
their
tongue
Up
and
down
my—
"Mother
fucker!
I
can't
believe
you're
sittin'
down
here
recording
some
bullshit
like
this!"
"It's
just
a
song
man,
it's
just
a
song,
it's
like
a
joke
man
shit.
Nah,
it's
just
a
joke
man."
"Oh,
you
wanna
be
a
pimp,
huh?
Well
you
better
pimp
your
way
over
to
that
neglected
girl
you
got
there."
"Goddamn
man,
why
you
always
trippin'
on
me
in
front
of
my
friends
man?"
"Yeah,
that's
what
the
fuck
I'm
talking
about.
Mother
fucker,
you
got
a
kid.
How
you
gonna
be
rhymin'
about
some
bullshit
like
this
shit,
man."
But
my
favorite
one
Out
of
all
of
'em
is
your
girl
I
sway
the
tongue
Never
once
have
I
been
forceful
She
lays
it
on
Like
it's
a
job
that
she
loves
Yo
who's
lips
is
these?
The
response
is
always:
Slug's.
"Aight,
aight,
aight,
aight,
aight,
aight,
damn.
Yo
Ant,
I
gotta
go
man.
I'll
be
back
next
Sunday.
Yo,
yo,
no,
gimme
the
keys
man,
I'll
drive.
Gimme
the
fuckin',
no,
fine
you
drive,
fine."
Black
pantyhose,
pink
lace
Showin'
through
the
holes,
fishnets
Black
pantyhose,
pink
lace
Showin'
though
the
hole...
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1 Sep Seven Game Show Theme
2 Round and Round
3 Tracksmart (feat. Mr. Gene Poole)
4 Choking On The Wishbone
5 The Jackpot / Swept Away
6 At It Again
7 The Stick Up (feat. Eyedea)
8 Lyle Lovette
9 Higher Learning
10 To The Break Of Sean
11 Deer Wolf
12 Molly Cool
13 Dungeons and Dragons (feat. Musab)
14 Anterlude
15 Advanced Communications
16 A Tall Seven and Seven
17 3.2 Red Dog
18 The Abusing of The Rib
19 Write Now (Multiples No. 4)
20 I Wish Those Cats At Fobia Would Give
21 Heart
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