Kane & Abel - Don't Give a ***** About Cha Lyrics
[Hook]I don't give a ***** about cha'Ya know, I'm just tryin' to get that ***** out cha'Ya know I'm the one ya should be lookin' out forLil' ho but I'm still gon' do good without cha' for sho'[Verse 1]I got too many hoes for you niggas to know what to do withStill but always got room for a little bitCause I do shit niggas only get to see in moviesLike lay in the tub and let three *****es do meAll of em' top notchThat's the only way to ever lay in my spotNigga, cause I got *****es on the East Bank, hoes on the East CoastA-Class *****es with big pockets and deep throatsI see no reason that they come with no visionOnce I get into position, they changin' their religionListen, I don't trust em' nigga I don't love em'Play like I'ma get a rubber and switch her with my brotherWhat the ***** them hoes think this is the "Love Boat"You at a mother*****in' gangsta's crib, we cut throatsWe tag team em' till they can't stand up (But all my girls do)And what, and what[Hook][Verse 2]It takes a nigga like meeeTo run the right geeeI put a ***** on her kneeeesBefore I break out with the cheeeeseBoy I work strip clubs from New Orleans to A-T-LUp in Houston shootin' game on gay femalesClientele bring me mail, partner livin' swellGorilla pimpin' ***** sells, nigga you can't tellI pimp a ***** until a mother*****er pass outIn front of that hotel room waitin' with my hands outIf she don't come to the door with my cash outI reach back like a pimp and knock her ass outDon't think with ya penis become a geniusHoes be double teamin' send em' to the *****in' cleanersLet me catch you in my pockets lookin' for my walletSoon as you got like an eye out of socketI tell ya, you could do bad all by yourselfSo I could leave ya broke ass off in the Melf***** I'll take ya *****in' last, add it to my wealthThen I scratch off, laughin' to myself[Hook x2][Verse 3]Now, now, now, nowWhen the wrinkles on my hand and the wrinkles on my ballsSpit the type of shit that'll make a dog ***** fallTo her knees so quick she'll get skid marksLick a nigga dick from daybreak till it gets pitch darkAin't no beatin' around the bushBesides ain't no slackin' in my mackin' ain't no eatin' around ya tushLook, the game that I spit will make Orphan Annie quitTalkin' that tomorrow shit and just lick a nigga dickIt's all good in the small hoodI don't think you know how many hoes one call couldGet me but ah let me clear my throat, uh uhTake note playboyI'm low (Hey baby) I'm bumpin' through ya hood soonBut I don't want cha' cat the mack just wanna shoot cha' MoonGrease it down with ya fingerAnd all the way through with my trusty sidekick stingerClick, dip from the phone boothNext thing I know I'm under ya ho under ya own roofAnd I'm in there like swimwearDo ya think him care...yeah[Hook repeated till the end]
