A.O.B. (feat. Agerman)

[Verse 1: Keak Da Sneak]

This goes out to all you hoes who ain't got no get back

If you forget that, Wit my fist, I wouldn't hit that

The lench crack, Ass and tits wasn't lookin lovely

Everytime I see the bitch, She's lookin ugly

She mugged me, Semi in belly, Lookin all stubby

Drinkin bubbly, Lookin at her through car right, No she couldn't do nothin for me

Bad bitches only, Cause I'm a star, Everybody know me

Plus I can be pushy, Bitches be fightin over me

But you though, You in the oooh, Ho

You couldn't make me a sandwich, I wouldn't let you tear my shoe, Ho

You just a ghetto bunny, Uh and bitch you hella funny

Scuff a nigga dick, Get the gooey shit, But you ain't gettin no money

Some bitches wonder why they lonely

Cause if you ain't about no dough, I'ma be yo one and o and bitch you hella phony

[Chorus x4: Keak Da Sneak/Agerman]

From weedsacks to mo red bottles

$150 case to buy me fits

Nigga it's all on a biatch

[Verse 2: Agerman]

From here to the go, GQ to my rear view hidin a rolex off that hen and bond

Get off the freeway, Bart get Daryl through that tunnel headed for echelon

Before I stepped in, Parking lot pimpin

Wit $5 purse on the hand of my hand for thirst quenchin

Haters beware, We attack like wild bears

Ho stare at a player, Kickers like Nike Air

The crowd up'll stare

Security push me in the do', Cause I'm all in the dough, Popped in my collar like a snare

Recognize the lil trick at the bar wit her square

Swear she dope like she real, But she's fake like her hair

While ya hatin movin ya mouth I'm makin moves wit my life

Ya kissin her all in her mouth, I'm face fuckin ya wife!

It's all on a bitch

[Chorus x4]

[Verse 3: Keak Da Sneak]

I seen her in the club, Lookin all fitty

Bring that cheddar here, Wit it tryin to get some nigga to hit it

She need to quit it, Bitch you my bond, Why don't you go on and admit it?

That bus full of drunk-ass nigga somebody gon get it

That fast, Tell ya how much a nigga fiend for some ass

She got no class, And around licks, She got a rash

That's how many dicks her mouth don last

The ho is fast, Now she 22, Doin the crew

Niggaz call her ms. magoo

Miss the goo, Cool cool aight cool, Cause she was a victim

Straight come from it, Niggaz love ya sister

Some niggaz go all out and let her

Tryin to turn a ho into a housewife, Don't wanna quit em

You spike biatch, It's wrong how you did em, did em

Slipped up and called you another name

Sympathy'll cripple ya game

That's why it's all on a biatch, biatch

[Agerman:]

All on a motherfuckin bitch

A.O.B. nigga

[Chorus x4]

[Outro: Agerman]

Ha ha ha, Yeah baby, I'm talkin to you

Don't look around like you don't know who I'm talkin to

It's all on you, It's all on a bitch

Oh, Oh is that right? You wanna get my hair cut?

Oh, We can go right there on barren croff to jackie's

I can get my shit cut for like $15

It's all ave, Oh oh, You wanna get me some Nike's Jordans on you?

Jordans on you? We can go right there to foot locker

And it's my day to hook me up

Oh, That's right, I'm gon need a fit to go wit the shoes

We can go to old navy, It's all ave

Oh you know what? I'ma need a pager too

And a Sprint PCS phone, Hook me up

Oh, It's all ave? Alright, Cool

Cool, We gon do this then baby

You know, I always wanted someone like you

Keep on bein the way you bein

And we gon be together for a long long time

It's all on a bitch