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Rodeo lyrics

(That's just my rodeo)
Come on, Come on
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Come on, ride in my rodeo, come on, ride in my rodeo)
This is another one of them nasty M E F joints
Come on, come on, come on
(Come on, ride in my rodeo, come on, ride in my rodeo)

To all the chicks with they asses thick
Out the whole click, she the baddest bitch
Dose-doh, round your partner, switch
Clan in the front, we be starting shit
No don't trip dog, spark 'em, quick
Holla when a real nigga talkin' trick
We got grip, but we ain't spendin' shit
You and your friends, stop pretendin' trip

Let a nigga get nut pushed, but better yet let a nigga get some head
I work 'em, work 'em or feed 'em, burp 'em, then jerk 'em, instead
And I get my nuts pushed, from the bottom to the top of your gums
I feel your slurpin', slurpin, I'm skeetin' and squirtin' your tongue
And I got about 5 grand, but I won't be spendin' a dime
See 'cuz overspendin's a crime and I can't be spendin' my time
If you get your guts pushed, could be 'cuz of Luda and Meth
Could be 'cuz we do it best, could be 'cuz we screw 'em to death

Come up out of them dirty clothes
(Bend on over and touch them toes)
Uh oh, we oh, we oh!
(Come on and ride this rodeo)
(Meth and Luda, we lock and load)
Round your partner, now dose-doh
Uh oh, we oh, we oh!
(Come on and ride this rodeo)

I wonder where about five bottles of gin, models that wanna swallow
And wobble, gobble again, tell a couple of friends
I slap that ass bitch, take a look and see what you got in
'Cuz I've been schemin' and plottin', to have you breathin' and stoppin'
What we talkin' bout? Pussy poppin', car hoppin' women
See 'em watchin', clockin', pigeons flockin'
Luda they jockin', lightin' Buddha, and boots is rockin'

Nameless hoes, take 'em brainless with painted toes
Famous, she code, twerkin' pussy, hurtin', workin' that pose
They wanna raise that pussy tab, price and position
Enticin' these women, given the proper juice
Life that they livin', hope that they double deuce
Shifted ass cheeks, last week and Ludacris is backseat
Afraid so, ask son, taste them

Now watch me, dog 'em, freak 'em
Out every weekend, she puttin' A P Bs on my dick
I keep on bettin' and breathin', where's my pants, I'm leavin'
I'm speakin' facts, mamies creepin' and they cheatin'
They even sleepin' with mats, some be eatin' that cat
I'm teasin', indecent expose, method be tweakin'
Keep pussies leakin' through pantyhoes, Marijuana smell on my clothes
This evening, these bunnies got me on swoll, I bust and reload
Honey, break out the 'dro and give me some mo', what a rodeo

Come up out of them dirty clothes
(Bend on over and touch them toes)
Uh oh, we oh, we oh!
(Come on and ride this rodeo)
(Meth and Luda, we lock and load)
Round your partner, now dose-doh
Uh oh, we oh, we oh!
(Come on and ride this rodeo)

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