Dmx gay lyrics

Lyrics: (Now I gotta deal with this shit) / Ayy, yo, y'all niggas must be out your fuckin' mind (Yo, yo, old shitty-dick ass niggas) / Thinking dog can't pull another motherfuckin' rabbit. LGBTQ and Feminists want to cancel DMX over controversial lyrics from his past music. The two songs they are focusing on are “X is coming” and “Where the Hood At”.

DMX "Where The Hood At": Ayo, y'all niggas must be out your fuckin' mind Thinkin' dog can't pull another motherfuckin' rabbit. Where the wolves at? / You better BUST THAT if you gon pull that / / [DMX] / Man, cats don't know what it's gonna be / Fuckin with a nigga like me, D-to-the-M-to-the-X / Last I heard, y'all niggaz was havin sex, with the SAME sex / I show no love, to homo thugs / Empty out, reloaded and throw more slugs / How you gonna explain fuckin a man?.

Where the Hood At Lyrics by DMX- including song video, artist biography, translations and more: Aiyyo, ya niggaz must be outcha fuckin mind Thinkin dog can't pull another motherfuckin rabbit out the hat Nigga I ain'. Singer Album Song Title. From Song Album. Aint No Way. Bring Your Whole Crew. Dogs For Life. It's All Good. Keep Your Shit The Hardest.

My Niggas. Pac Man Skit. Ready To Meet Him. Slippin' Dirty version. The Heat. A 'Yo Kato Lyrics. A Song For You feat. DMX Lyrics. Ain't No Sunshine Lyrics. Aint No Way Lyrics. Angel feat. Regina Bell Lyrics.

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Love my niggaz, but where's my bitches? Chorus: DMX It's all good, it's alright Fuck all day, fuck all night Call my bitches, cause wherever I go, y'all my bitches East to the West coast, all my bitches [DMX] Yo Chickens is good for pluckin so I'm stickin bitches fuckin Got em trickin while they suckin, give em dick and they be BUGGIN I've done it all - from mackin two hoes on a three-way Dominican hoes on B-way, country hoes in V-A And they all say the same about my game it's tight That's why every night a different group of bitches start a fight over some dick that they don't even own All I'm givin them is the bone Blowin up a niggaz phone, but ain't nobody home damn I'm in the zone, tryin to do things Let's turn this into a crew thing -- whassup girlfriend, you game?

Don't wonder why when I leave at night It's because I thieve at night I'm leavin bitches not breathin right I fuck they head up with some slick shit Hit em off with some long dick shit Make it some quick shit, but rip shit Then I'm out, just like the trash on a Thursday Knowin she'd be givin up the ass on the first date Chorus 2X [DMX] Flocks of bitches by the dozens, from sisters to cousins Got em doin shit they said they wasn't ever gonna do Like knowin I'd fuck the bitch that she was close to Still gave up the ass and dough, she was supposed to what?

Pictures of bitches and flicks of chicks Videos with the baddest hoes, suckin dick It's the dog in me, that makes me do wrong And honies can't help but get strung why? Cause the game is too strong okay I like em greedy, black like Edi Eyes beady, willin to give to the needy I done ran through em all, from around the way bitches to them outta state hoes, and even hittin gay bitches All I tell em is, 'Let me get that,' then it's on Knock her motherfuckin boots, and then I'm gone I got the white bitches sayin, 'It's a black thing!