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Song:Take'em Off
Album:Ever So ClearGenres:Rap / Hip-Hop
Year:1992 Length:285 sec

Lyricist: Bushwick Bill

Lyrics:

I like a bitch with a motherfuckin big ass
The kind you bounce on and end up with a whiplash
When it's bent over Bushwick Bill is in quick fast
Makin' that, nasty noise, somethin like splish splash

Get another jimmy, and then I'll work it real fast
As you can see, I handle hoes like a dish rag
I never liked to kiss a bitch, rather lie and diss a bitch
Boo I got the flu, but if you wanna kiss a dicksay that then,

Come down and see the special man
I'll be waitin with my king-size dick in hand
Come through my window, ass first
I'ma let you have it, I'm gonna grab it, I'm gonna stab it

Like a rabbit I'm drivin that fuckin' pole
Turn you around and I'm inside that suction hole
Back and forth in the hotel,
If we on the back road in the backseat, bitch off wit'cha clothes

Bitch you just let those high heels fly
Off came the shirt, I felt my dick get hard
Because a so-called broad, fits her tits like a wristband
Pulled down my pants, it's time to let the dick stand

I'ma play the hit man, you can play the victim
Make the skirt drop bitch, take the wristband with 'em
Now we at the good part, before my dick gets soft
I wanna hit the gluttimus, uterus, bitch take 'em off

Take 'em off, take 'em off
Take your motherfuckin' drawers off, bitch
(Repeat 3x)

7th Ward niggaz come with two hardheads
One called a dome, one at my edge
Keep in my pants but when you dance like dat
You make my second hard head need a hi-hat

Because now it's at full extension
With one eye open, lookin' for a trench
When influenced with my 40 and my mally oh lordy
I'm goin' after every pussy poppin' in the party

Now you can be fat, fine, ugly or skinny
Just take your motherfuckin' drawers off, bitch gimme
Where they at? (4x)
Put your booty in the air bitch, I'ma make it clap
Where they at? (4x)

Spread your legs wide open, bitch I'ma break your back
Don't tell me you a virgin, bitch I ain'tcha fuckin' dummy
'Cause if I give you money you'll be fuckin' like a bunny
But sorry ol' honey ain't sweet enough for these dollars

So put your chapstick on and hit your knees, swallow
And then I'ma make you holla when I hit the back fender
Shake it up, shake it up like a shake in the blender
So if you want that salad tossed
Make it happen you big booty bitch take your motherfuckin' drawers off

Take 'em off, take 'em off
Take your motherfuckin' drawers off, bitch
(Repeat 3x)

Ah, yeah that's right
Ask the king Lil' James, Big Chief and ol' Bido One
We don't go for the okey-doke
I Rap-A-Lot since I was a tot
So take 'em off you big booty skanless