DJ Paul - Internet Whore (ft. Lord Infamous) | Текст песни

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• Internet Whore (ft. Lord Infamous)

[Intro, DJ Paul]
She got DSL, DSL
Nigga what that is? (Dick suckin lips)
She got DSL, DSL
Nigga what that is? (Dick suckin lips)

[Hook x2, DJ Paul]
I met her on MySpace
Found her on Facebook
Got head on YouPorn (Gave that ass a touch)
She's an internet whore, you can enter that whore
She's an internet whore, you can enter that whore

[Verse 1, DJ Paul]
I met her on MySpace, fell out of touch
A couple of years later, right back to her on the Facebook
She drove 5 hours, ATL to M-Town
That's how I knew that fuckin n' suckin was 'bout to go down
She got in town, I told her "Meet me at the Starbucks"
I know what'cha thinkin, why did I say the Starbucks
What'chu be yellin's I be hatin it at the coffee shops, by the college
They full of sexy bitches with some knowledge
Actin like they good girls, really they hard taste
Typin on that PC, sippin on some Latte's
Back to the story, she entered on in and I'm afraid (Lord have mercy)
Cause she wasn't lookin like her homepage
I'm thinkin now, like what the hell I'm supposed to do
She was a hundred pounds bigger, with a old-school hair do
Matters worse, I already took Viagra
She got some big lips, I better make the best of her

[Hook x2, DJ Paul]
I met her on MySpace
Found her on Facebook
Got head on YouPorn (Gave that ass a touch)
She's an internet whore, you can enter that whore
She's an internet whore, you can enter that whore

[Verse 2, Lord Infamous]
Oh please-Oh please
You homicidal bitch, won't you just stay away from me
Quit breaking in my house, won't you just give me back my keys
Quit sending niggas to try to be upheld O-R-D
You gonna make me catch a murder charge on these Lucy's
You murder my baby mama's
You tell 'em that they goners
You wanna snatch my kids?
Don't you know I'll kill you, bitch?
You throw me right, and I will
You gonna get me killed
Quit throwin them damn bricks
I'm tired of payin for his shit
Man I cannot get rid of this hideous bitch
She won't leave the Infamous alone
She said she bought her tone
That's why she's on the phone
She play on E and moan
Or eat a yellow curse
And man it's gettin worse
That's why I wrote this verse
She slipped the pinky condom. found out it's a piece of shit
Was huntin, fucked her anyway, and now she pregnant
I don't want a miniature of this bitch in a cradle
Cause meetin whores on MySpace nowadays is very fatal

[Hook x2, DJ Paul]
I met her on MySpace
Found her on Facebook
Got head on YouPorn (Gave that ass a touch)
She's an internet whore, you can enter that whore
She's an internet whore, you can enter that whore

[Outro, DJ Paul]
She got DSL, DSL
Nigga what that is? (Dick suckin lips)
She got DSL, DSL
Nigga what that is? (Dick suckin lips)

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