damnlyrics.com

Lieutenant Roast A Botch

The names have been changed to protect the innocent

The Adventures of Lieutenant Roast a Botch

And Sherrie Stack a Grip

Ay, ay ay, ay nigga pull that motherfucker, ay

Ay, ay hold on playboy

Ay pull that motherfucker over dude

Bu bu bu bu bu bu bu

I know he is not about to bring his motherfuckin' ass over here

Buu, huh? Damn

You had a smile on your face yesterday why you lookin' mean today?

I was tryin' to holla at your potnah that's why

I say, uh-oh, look out danger

Captain Save a Hoe with the Rescue Rangers

You wanna holla right

Hell naw you ain't gettin' the digits

While you was in the Hall of Game you should've checked my exibit

Lieutenant Roast a who, I'll leave you balless

Always can come, this ain't no beach you fuckin' walrus

I'm Sherrie Stack a Grip, known to slap niggas in shit

I'll take your refrigerator and your bank roll bitch

Only way you gone see this

If it's under your tongue

Get out my face you fuckin' eclipse, you're blockin' my sun

Bitch what the fuck you talkin' 'bout?

It ain't like you some kind of notch or somethin'

You know what I'm sayin' bitch

I'm Lieutenant Roast a Botch, you didn't know it huh?

Captain Save a Hoe

Bitch that's my long distance cousin from Boise, Idaho

We cake patnas but dude be savin' hoes

And I be savin' marbles

It's a long ass distance between me and that fool

'Cause he's one of them modest fellows

And I'm Lieutenant Roast a Botch

Known for roastin' hoes like marshmellows

Let you tell it 'cause you a strong black sista about your clout

Knowin' you ain't got a pot to piss in and a window to throw it out

Are you itchin' can't think about sexin'

Irritated by your yeast infection

She's a lazy hoe, y'll seen her

Sit on her ass all day and watch Jerry Springer

Ten kids by ten different dicks

Biotch, your whole house smell like piss

If it ain't about cash, then it ain't about shit

Throw it, money, fonky cock hoe beoottch

Lieutenant, Lieutenant, Lieutenant, Lieutenant Roast a Botch

Lieutenant, Lieutenant, Lieutenant, Lieutenant Roast a Botch

Sherrie Stack a Grip, Sherrie, Sherrie Stack a grip

Sherrie Stack a Grip, Sherrie, Sherrie Stack a grip

Aten-hut

Stand at attention 'cause one of the main thangs you need to learn

Is to shut the fuck up while tycoons is talkin'

Raise your hand and don't be speakin out of tongues

Only when told to speak, spoke

Only time you laugh is when I tell a joke

Nigga damn your personality

You never get no ass from me

Big, bear muthafucka gettin' no pussy, sittin' there mad at me

Ain't it bad business for Pillsbury to be smokin' on Swishers

Lieutenant look like you roastin' more turkeys than bitches

With your fat ass, fix your cash in a grab bag

By the time you touch your toes

Muthafucka I'll be in Baghdad

Ooh, I heard your pussy went platinum

Colomena serpants, herpes, chlymadia in the albumum

Sherrie Stack a Grip nicknamed

Sherrie Stuff a Dick The Ratchet Mouth Biotch

See I go hard on a bitch, like my little cousin

Said those rappin' ass brothers from Dallas go hard black

Gold diggin' bitch I ain't got no scratch

Ah nigga, Sherrie Stack a Grip don't give a fuck about that

If it ain't about cash, then it ain't about shit

Throw it, money, fonky cock hoe beoottch

Lieutenant, Lieutenant, Lieutenant, Lieutenant Roast a Botch

Lieutenant, Lieutenant, Lieutenant, Lieutenant Roast a Botch

Sherrie Stack a Grip, Sherrie, Sherrie Stack a grip

Sherrie Stack a Grip, Sherrie, Sherrie Stack a grip

Why are you screamin' at me are you mad from frustration?

It ain't my fault you still masturbatin'

If youse a balla muthafucka help me recognize

Roll over this fifty dollar bill and give me ten fives

Fives ass nigga you weak dick havin', roach clip needin'

Wheezin' tryin' to breath oversleepin' ass nigga

With your fat ass

Always wanna holla sittin' there stank

With your fat ass

Cheesy knuckles marinatin' with your drank

Hey fat ass

You best go tender your vittles

Paw lubricated, dick in hand, poppin' chicken like skillets

I hold your account like clothes

Oh God, you quit it, you don't believe me?

Call your bank and go and ask your bitch

Haven't you noticed?

Put your hand in front of your mouth and smell it yourself

Oh, bitch that's halitosis

When the last time you saw a doctor about your health

Oh you hoes, talkin' 'bout you got the flu

Ignorin' do-do breath you can't avoid

Somebody give this hoe a Altoid

Would you please put some lotion on them scuffed up, ashy knees

Clothes lookin' like they need to see a dry cleaners

You out there bad with your imitation Prada bag

I know your history hoe

Thunderbird and grape Kool-Aid

You remember suckin' dicks in the seventh grade

All you needed was some bamma and a couple hits

That's why the sa-habs called you

Sherrie Stuff a Dick the Ratchet Mouth Biotch

If it ain't about cash, then it ain't about shit

Throw it, money, fonky cock hoe beoottch

Lieutenant, Lieutenant, Lieutenant, Lieutenant Roast a Botch

Lieutenant, Lieutenant, Lieutenant, Lieutenant Roast a Botch

Sherrie Stack a Grip, Sherrie, Sherrie Stack a grip

Sherrie Stack a Grip, Sherrie, Sherrie Stack a grip

If it ain't about cash, then it ain't about shit

Enjoy the lyrics !!!