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[Verse 1: Mr. Morbid]
This is for the callgirls, prostitutes, strippers and pornstars
Bitches that extinguish cigarettes on their fore arms
Hoes that walk around feeling dead like their souls gone
But I got love for you, Imma tell you to hold on
People always tell me that my heads quite twisted
Cause I love walking around in the red light district
Seeing mad dime bitches, in that fastlife business
Just attracts my interest, but you cats don’t get this
I’ve been heavily addicted to these hoes since a teenager
And me paying for pussy is like I’m freebasing
I can’t stop it, I need sex and they need paper
A perfect transaction, money got their ass clapping
Sitting right behind the glass tapping, with their fingernails
Windowshopping like a wintersale, I pick the finest bitches
Theres no business like vagina business
These hoes get it cause their blinds are lifted
[Verse 2: Mr. Morbid]
Dark streets, red lights, bitches licking their lips
Thick in the hips, rubbing their fingertips on their tits
Addicted to this, I can’t get enough of this shit
They sucking my dick and fucking these chicks, I’m not gonna quit
I could care less if you got a problem with this
And you have to understand this shit will always exist
It’s as old as the world is, and these hoes know the purpose
Racking in the doe when they work it
Pros in the circuit, I know we only see
What’s shown on the surface, but know that it’s worth it
The globe isn’t perfect of course it’s shady
I live among the streetwalkers and aborted babies
And whores are ladies and vice versa
A nice person can turn to a wife murderer, surgical knife hurting her
The point is, it’s easy to judge, but needing to fuck
And women needing a buck is convient stuff
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