9.99 letra

[m. sayyid]
I left my crib and slid like some barbecue ribs
Hit the bridge at eighty
Puffin a tiwg, listenin to big
City line on the side of my wig
I had to dig for the right street
For the house where my man lived
Pistol peter joker
The kind of cat who'd sell a gat
If you sling cottage to a north dakota broker
Had an addiction to poker
Owed cats loot since mcgwire and sosa
The night was buck like thriller
I pulled out in front of his villa
He grinned like riddler
Waiting for this girl
Hopped into the whip like
'yo, what the fuck man'
'yo, what's up what's up'
'yeah, let's hit this tit joint'
Yup yup, bet like midler
Pullin on a miller we acceled
Dippin to the striptease, splittin trees
'til my eyes were holier than swiss cheese
Feelin six foot six, scream like bixby
I could barely drive
Laughin like the first time i drank st. ides and twirled
'til i seen the sign 'live girls'
Pulled up locked the whip
Yo, your head's gonna swirl
Nah, fuck that flip, wait 'til you see this shit
Say punany-nany
Punany-nany-nany
It's on like refridgerators
Bouncers with alligators
Pimple faced like hellraisers with cowboy hats
Patted me down with a frown and half slap
Sizzler bangin out the system of sound
Not one busted female
The spot was more flash that korean ???????
Ass swingin floppin ringin more than retail
In front of my eyes a couple of rounds went by
This chick put on a disguise like batman, gave a lapdance
Pete was talkin to this other female in black pants
Spandex topless swingin tits like reels on ampex
I heard her say somethin like she was ambidex
Pete wanted to take it to the next
Disappeared with two bottles of beck's
Then i looked out the window
Saw two cats come out a lex
Nodded to the bouncer
Then pointed to the back where they flexed
Like 'fuck sex, we're waiting for a check'
Yo, pete let's jet, let's be out i feel a threat
Then i heard a shriek
The two cats from the lex in the back were somehow deleted form the scene
But the scream was definitely a female
Young just out of her teens
The music came to a screech
Yo, where the fuck is pete?
Blood starts stickin to my feet
Then i heard a stripper flap
'man she's been stabbed'
I broke out like a bad rash back to the whip
Pete was hidin behind garbage and shit
Talkin bout some cats had a full clip to me and that chick, but missed
We rolled low like 'fuck yo, i don't know'
Dropped him off by the bridge
Came back home to the lab
Rolled a bag and took a drag, thinkin
Yo, who popped the stripper?
Was it my man blowin two l's that flipped on some jack the ripper
Or those siamese cats in the lex iced like the big dipper?
You paint the picture

Anti Pop Consortium - Letras

• 2 St.
• 9.99
• Angular
• Focused
• Ghostlawns
• Laundry
• Mega
• Ping Pong
• Silver Heat
• Tilt
• Tuff Gong
• What Am I