Ludacris
Ludacris - Throw Them Bows songtekst
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Cadillac grills, Cadillac mills, check out the oil my Cadillac spills So check out the hos my Cadillac fills Oh, don't you like my twenty inch ride? Pretty ass clothes, pretty ass doughs Oh, how I love these pretty ass hos Pretty ass high class anything goes Women on their cells making long john calls And if they like to juggle get long john balls All my playas in the house Who are by the bar If you a pimp and you know you don't love them hos When you get on the floor, throw them bows All my women in the house if you tasting cash And you got some big titties with a matching ass With your fly ass boots with 'em open toes When you get on the floor, throw them bows Dirty south mind blown Hand me down a flip flops, hand me down Mouth full of platinum mouth full of gold Lie through your teeth And rip out your tongue 'Cuz of what your mouth told And you can sweat from a burn in the 3rd degree And if you sweat in your sleep then you sweat for me All my playas in the house Who are by the bar If you a pimp and you know you don't love them hos When you get on the floor, throw them bows All my women in the house if you tasting cash And you got some big titties with a matching ass With your fly ass boots with 'em open toes When you get on the floor, throw them bows Getting hit by bars Hit by the Neptunes, hit by guitar Rabbit out the hat Overall triple, thugged out All my playas in the house Who are by the bar If you a pimp and you know you don't love them hos When you get on the floor, throw them bows All my women in the house if you tasting cash And you got some big titties with a matching ass With your fly ass boots with 'em open toes When you get on the floor, throw them bows