Screwball

Screwball - Zoning lyrics

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[Hook 1:]



You can find me (Yeah)

Blowing mad trees (What)

Screamin Screw B (What what what)0

All day (Screwball motherfuckers)

Little mami's (What what)

Countin my money

About to have this orgy

Screwball don't play (Yeah, Screwball don't play motherfuckers)



[Hook 2:]



Jump offs on my nuts like ?clothes?

But Im'a QB hustler, I don't love you hoes

Jump offs on my nuts like ?clothes?

But Im'a QB hustler, I don't love you hoes



Yeah, get the two G pimp shit

Cane and limp shit, lobster and shrimp shit

Mariott, five banging bitches on some big shit

Piggity, he got the card key, KL got the Bacardi

Hostyle in the room he already got it poppin

Gettin head from two bitches

They heard the door but they ain't stoppin

Smacked the bitches with a bag of phillies

Hoes you heard me knockin

I proceed to unbutton my shit, and light my L

Shorty with the thong as fat as hell



Now check the stiggity, jump offs get jack shiggity

Big black Piggity totin' the mack miggity

Bitch you must be kiddin me

All you gon' get is some big fat diggity

All up in ya big black viggity

Unitl you feel that shit up in yo' kidney

Rippin it, like I'm Jack the rip-riggity



[Hook 3:]



Aiyyo, we zoned out, in New York we boned out

Without throwin out, you hlodin out (No doubt)

We goin out (How we go out?)

The cash route, the weed ain't free but the pussy on the house



[Hook 1: with Variations in background]



If I say jump chick you ask "How high?"

'Cuz I can meet a senorita on the prowl or not

Its foul, but take a lie

Every kiss is like medicine to hear you whine

I'm pullin off with benjamins

Don't be dancin on the brass bed

Anotha bumb in the closet

or are you stitchin with a fat head

I can't front though, trump tight, rump was right yo

??? gave me clostrophobia from this tight hole

Blowin up the taste buds with milk duds

Flinchin like a snitch when my dick does

You know you was, two chicks on my dick

Two birds with one stone

And a love song with ???

Straight up, my man's telling me



[Hook 3]



[Hook 1: with variations]



We got the 'dro and the henny low

Bunch'a freaks lettin go

In the limo jettin on the grand centro'

Tryin to guess the plane, gettin brain

Its all in the game

Screwball, we entertain niggas

Same niggas, thugged out with the hoes

So we could all jump off, bag somemo' at the next show

Honies love my stee-lo, I dig egos

Any dick up on the first night, feed 'em forced info

Then breeze on 'em yo



We pumpin rap at'choo 

while the camcorder captured me going at'cha

Been hard since I came up to ya job to snatch ya

Now my jism out, the henny gonna put the ism out

Anybody got a nut? (Yeah yeah)

Put those bitches out



[Hook 3]



[Hook 1]



[Hook 2]
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Language: English

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