Paroles We do it K-Boy

We do it

(Hook)
Joe Moses, we do it for the ratches
We do it for the hood racks and the bad bitches
We do it for them hoochies and them rad bitches
We at it tryina fuck some of these bad bitches
The rollin up for molly, we on
Kiss up in the air, bottle of Patrone
Give her good dick then a nigga gone
Flexin til the homies dealin send her home

(Verse)
Baby so bad, real fine with her body
Work all week week and she wanna party
Smoke a lil kush sip Patrone and Bacardi
Speech kinda slurry cuz she rollin off her molly
Mommy look good and she got a bad crew
They from the hood, with bad bitch tattooed
They tryina fuck shit like problem a young suck
Get it from the back, tell your friend she could come too
I’m like I’m K-Boy, she lookin like she love me though
She said don’t you got the song called Overdose?
Yea, she like damn that’s my song tho
And right before I knew it, aye where our pennies go?
She got ratchet, I mean rap shit
Throw me that pussy, hell yea I’m gon patch it
We can make a movie, I ain’t talkin no net flicks
My sex top shelf, I got the best shit

(Hook)
Joe Moses, we do it for the ratches
We do it for the hood racks and the bad bitches
We do it for them hoochies and them rad bitches
We at it tryina fuck some of these bad bitches
The rollin up for molly, we on
Kiss up in the air, bottle of Patrone
Give her good dick then a nigga gone
Flexin til the homies dealin send her home

(Verse)
I’m back it, I had to turn it up
We young music, I know you heard of us
Belle up in the function with the butter tuck
Bitches all around me cuz they wanna fuck
Fine white bitch, 2 black girls with er
I’m tryina make a swirl, chocolate vanilla
Beat up on that thing like a young J dealer
Go ape up in that pussy, call me K-Boy gorilla
We them bro, hands up on the wheel
Double cup, got a nigga on the chair
Get scummy, shout out my nigga Millz
Aye Christina, can I cup a feel?
Yea, we do it for the bad bitches
Yep, all the skeezers and the rad bitches
The woo guap and the ratches
They shakin titties and their asses

(Hook)
Joe Moses, we do it for the ratches
We do it for the hood racks and the bad bitches
We do it for them hoochies and them rad bitches
We at it tryina fuck some of these bad bitches
The rollin up for molly, we on
Kiss up in the air, bottle of Patrone
Give her good dick then a nigga gone
Flexin til the homies dealin send her home

(Interlude)
Turn up
South Central better turn up
I said turn up
Ain’t gon worry better turn up
I said turn up
Compton better turn up
Turn up, I said turn up
Long Beach better turn up
Turn up, turn up
Turn up, turn up
Turn up, turn up
Turn up, Watts better turn up
Turn up, turn up
Turn up, turn up
Turn up, turn up
Lil Wood better turn up

(Hook)
Joe Moses, we do it for the ratches
We do it for the hood racks and the bad bitches
We do it for them hoochies and them rad bitches
We at it tryina fuck some of these bad bitches
The rollin up for molly, we on
Kiss up in the air, bottle of Patrone
Give her good dick then a nigga gone
Flexin til the homies dealin send her home