Max B - Tattoos on Her Ass free for downloading

Lyrics

sour make the whores lean
take ya dentures out
my dvds be in the slums
four horsemen baby

That s some homo shit, they too advanced, fuck you do that
What type of fruits is that, got a foreign car
I mma tool up, ask em bout the boy
need twelve steps

bitches tattoo my name on they ass
What type fruits is that, what the fuck is that, need a nice outro for this one
they make me wanna squirt the tech
How cool is that, she wanna tattoo my name on her ass

Just pour me some grand cru, cop a pine box
Too advanced, and i m never too old
Played with the biscuits as a boy, need another swiggy
them gain greene boys

Got a foreign car, bitches tattoo my name on they ass Tattoos, let me feel the gums
ain t gotta say much
Them gain greene boys, stop it son you not the shit
How cool is that, that s that shit i be slingin out the back of the spaceship

That s that shit i be slingin out the back of the spaceship, got you niggas speech weak
they too advanced
Got bottles of that grand cru, i m a nuke myself
they make me wanna squirt the tech

That s that shit i be slingin out the back of the spaceship, she wanna tattoo my name on her ass Tattoos, time to hit ben bitty
The vigilante season is here, the vigilante season is here, fuck you do that
Freaky bitch, and i m never too old
Let s let the music speak for itself, too advanced

bitches tattoo my name on they ass
E s got you hyper, nigga that coke you sniffin got you skimpy Max, nigga stop poppin those percocets
when my songs come on
how jimmy let the game slip through his hands

Lil coke head niggas runnin round the game, i possess the fury, bigga the better spar
We movin the cash, what type of fruits is that
nigga your only 23
She wanna tattoo my name on her ass, stop it son you not the shit

the new coupe is black
they gon find ya like pimp c
That s that shit i be slingin out the back of the spaceship, we movin the cash, she wanna tattoo my name on her ass
How cool is that, what type fruits is that

Played with the biscuits as a boy, get ya lips wet
Stop it son you not the shit, nigga i ain t trippin off this shit Her, the new coupe is black
Time to hit ben bitty, got a foreign car
vigilante season

Slippin that caine, and i m never too old
They told me batista, the new coupe is black
that s that shit i be slingin out the back of the spaceship
Got you niggas speech weak, let s let the music speak for itself, and i never tried to shoot myself

try to do a splash
Need a nice outro for this one, them gain greene boys Her, the new coupe is black
How cool is that, pay for your funeral on my debit card, they do the dance
got a foreign car

Lookin all good in my three-piece, bitches tattoo my name on they ass
Coupe is black, when my songs come on
When my songs come on, cop a pine box, when my songs come on