Spank Rock - Loose lyrics
rate meGet G-get Get Loose Now/
Benny BOOM!/ Turn the bass up louder/ Til every single titty jiggle harder/ She a hoochie watch the mini skirt ride up/ Dimes and pennies twerk/ Get it hotter/ Hoochies want to get on the guest list/ Eat a small dinner so you fit in your dresses/ Fuck a meal/ Go for mills/ Big breast get treated like guest / I'm serving dick for breakfast/ Pussy pop/ She like three things: The club, money, sex/ Yes! Just like hip hop/ Did a full strut/ When we pulled up/ she said she like D's/ I said Deeeez Nuts!/ Ain't that what you want/ A Hilton ain't a Trump/ Make sex tapes get dicked/ Get dumped/ All this money make a bitch go dumb/ Coke on the tip will make a bitch go numb.
She ain't nothing but a hoochie mamma/ She ain't nothing but a hoochie mamma/ She ain't nothing but a hoochie mamma/ Hood rat hood rat a hoochie mamma/
Get Get Get Loose Now/ Get Get Get Loose Now/
Get Get Get Loose Now/ Get Get Get Loose Now/
Go head and get it nigga/ You know you want it nigga/ She solid gold nigga/ Anna Nicole nigga/ I'm about to show/ This glorified ho/ How my hip hop dick head bang like rock and roll *nigga*/ She got to have it cinematic like netflix/ HD documented pearl drop necklace/ She going to call herself a classy bitch/ Live in Chelsea but her naughty parts the meat pack district/ Got milk duds/ face like Rihana/ Got me popping/ Retro fashion/ That make me want to cash in/ Smashing/ Trim bush like Shirley last season What's Happenin' Roj!/ Prima Donna/ In her Dolce and Gabbana/ You can find her well travel from Nicaragua to Ghana/ Up front/ You bait her right and she going to bite like a piranha/ Cause she/ She ain't nothing but a hoochie mamma.
She ain't nothing but a hoochie mamma/ She ain't nothing but a hoochie mamma/ She ain't nothing but a hoochie mamma/ Hood rat hood rat hoochie mamma/
Get Get Get Loose Now/ Get Get Get Loose Now/
Get Get Get Loose Now/ Get Get Get Loose Now/
Oh n-n-no/ Hold up I got some shit to say/ Cause all these copy catting bitches copy me all day/ Call me out my name why don't you come around my way/ I got my cousin baby mother and a brother on the way/ Fake bitches want to be this bitch but they not/ I don't lay on my back for tracks or sleep my way to the top/ Sex ain't for beats or backstage passes/ Girl keep working that ass/ You smarter than I thought you got your heart on my man assets/ oh no I cash his checks let's not forget/ And I fuck to bust nuts/ Fuck a mans respect/ I rap for money to spend to keep my panties wet/ And just to keep bitches mad I keep bitches in check/ Laying yourself in dirty sheets/ Like hooker on the street/ Rocking your coochie/ Like that Gucci that you bought up the street/ I got mad styles for days/ your styles been played/ And I every thing you rock today/ I did yesterday/ Now girls i met they wanna fight me/ *Just tryna* spite me/ Walk it off/ I top it off/ Now you hood rats trying to bite me/ You have him?/ I been at him/ Girl I own that ass/ Little heffer hoochie momma please/ You ain't bad!
She ain't nothing but a hoochie mamma/ She ain't nothing but a hoochie mamma/ She ain't nothing but a hoochie mamma/ Hood rat hood rat hoochie mamma/
She ain't nothing but a hoochie mamma/ She ain't nothing but a hoochie mamma/ She ain't nothing but a hoochie mamma/ Hood rat hood rat hoochie mamma/
Uhuh, See thats why I don't like ya'll bitches anyway/ Always up on my motherfucking man/ Tryna be cute/ You ain't cute/ Shit, bitch is nasty/ Ya'll bitchs is nas-ty.
Thanks to Melanie Favel for these lyrics
Thanks to LiLiLiZ for these lyrics
