DoNT AsK Me 4 ShiT

A hip-hop track with a prominent upright bass line and a driving drum beat featuring a strong snare and hi-hat presence, The song is in a minor key, with a moderate tempo, A male vocalist delivers rap verses with a clear, slightly aggressive tone, The production includes a prominent scratch effect on a turntable, adding a classic hip-hop feel, The song structure is verse-chorus, with instrumental breaks featuring the bass and drums, The bass plays a walking bass line, providing a strong rhythmic and harmonic foundation, The drums maintain a consistent, driving rhythm throughout the track, The vocal delivery is rhythmic and conversational, with occasional ad-libs, The overall mix is clean, with the bass and drums being very present

[verse 1]
hoe i aint got nothin for ya, i'm tryin hard to ignore ya, i'm bout to move to georgia, the opposite of towards ya, of course ya want the Porsche  ya had cause now you in a plymouth wagon, wood grain on the side, tail pipe draggin,  tail light absent, lookin like u crashed it, probably shoulda gassed and matched it.

[verse 2]
well i guess its time to pay u a visit, knock knock knock on the door, ("who is it"?) "its me baby girl i gotta give u my new digits", bang bang boom boy mind ya business, i cant risk u bein a witness, dont jump to the top of my hit list, i hit licks and get chicks who like dudes with big dix,   with big bricks, who spend chips on pimp shit, pimp shit, pimp shit pimp shit,

[verse 3]
hoe stop actin crazy, and please stop bein shady, you must not kno P. Eighty. bitch you are not my old lady, i dont dress in no old navy, baby ever thang is gravy, long as u dont try to stay be, cause i cant stand that much of ya, you aint hear me say i love ya, bitch if anythang its fuck ya, stuck ya once that was enough, fifty times was too damn much, yo butt sucks so does yo mouth, i need u to leave no doubt, cant go out no where in public, when i whooped yo ass i loved it, even though you ditt'n you was pitchin you a fitt'n, yo head was a birdie i was playin' badminton, pat clinton in the oval office, i'm goin global off this sump'n sump'n sump'n  sump'n sump'n... da da da da da da doo doo doop doo doop mmmmmm hoe..........

[chorus]
dont make another move,  say a muthafuckin word, i done took too much damn dope and my vision is blurred, i'm pissin on turds, cuz i'm always in some shit, dont ask me for nothin cause yo ass aint gettin shit.

[vocal teaser outro]
hoe dont make another move, or say a muthafuckin word, i done took too much goddamn dope my vision's blurred, i'm pissin on turds, i'm always in some shit, dont ask me for nothin hoe yo ass aint gettin shit.

hoe dont make another move, dont say a fuckin word, i done took too much damn dope and my vision is blurred, i'm pissin on turds, i'm always in some shit, dont ask me for nothin cause yo ass aint gettin shit.

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[chorus] hoe dont make another move, dont say a fuckin word, i done took too much damn dope and my vision is blurred, i'm pissin on turds, i'm always in some shit, dont ask me for nothin cause yo ass aint gettin shit. [verse 1] hoe i aint got nothin for ya, i'm tryin hard to ignore ya, i'm bout to move to georgia, the opposite of towards ya, of course ya want the Porsche ya had cause now you in a plymouth wagon, wood grain on the side, tail pipe draggin, tail light absent, lookin like u crashed it, probably shoulda gassed and matched it. [chorus] hoe dont make another move, dont say a fuckin word, i done took too much damn dope and my vision is blurred, i'm pissin on turds, i'm always in some shit, dont ask me for nothin cause yo ass aint gettin shit. [verse 2] well i guess its time to pay u a visit, knock knock knock on the door, ("who is it"?) "its me baby girl i gotta give u my new digits", bang bang boom boy mind ya business, i cant risk u bein a witness, dont jump to the top of my hit list, i hit licks and get chicks who like dudes with big dix, with big bricks, who spend chips on pimp shit, pimp shit, pimp shit pimp shit, [verse 3] hoe stop actin crazy, and please stop bein shady, you must not kno P. Eighty. bitch you are not my old lady, i dont dress in no old navy, baby ever thang is gravy, long as u dont try to stay be, cause i cant stand that much of ya, you aint hear me say i love ya, bitch if anythang its fuck ya, stuck ya once that was enough, fifty times was too damn much, yo butt sucks so does yo mouth, i need u to leave no doubt, cant go out no where in public, when i whooped yo ass i loved it, even though you ditt'n you was pitchin you a fitt'n, yo head was a birdie i was playin' badminton, pat clinton in the oval office, i'm goin global off this sump'n sump'n sump'n sump'n sump'n... da da da da da da doo doo doop doo doop mmmmmm hoe.......... [chorus] dont make another move, say a muthafuckin word, i done took too much damn dope and my vision is blurred, i'm pissin on turds, cuz i'm always in some shit, dont ask me for nothin cause yo ass aint gettin shit. [vocal teaser outro] hoe dont make another move, or say a muthafuckin word, i done took too much goddamn dope my vision's blurred, i'm pissin on turds, i'm always in some shit, dont ask me for nothin hoe yo ass aint gettin shit. hoe dont make another move, dont say a fuckin word, i done took too much damn dope and my vision is blurred, i'm pissin on turds, i'm always in some shit, dont ask me for nothin cause yo ass aint gettin shit.

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