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Porn Star Video (MV)




Performed By: St.Cali
Length: 2:58
Written by: Reginald Lydia




St.Cali - Porn Star Lyrics




Jack rabbit on the beat nigga
Better watch what you talkin' bout
Straight lies and deceit nigga
I beat the pussy then I walk it out
We go to dinner then we talk it out
The bitches know what this is all about
Ben Frank got front row seats bout to watch a nigga knock it out
Porn star hoe
I gotta hit it and go
I put knives in the flow
Got the bitch beggin' for more
I got ties on the low
I got shit you don't even need to know please believe me man
I know the secrets yeah Vicky told me like a week ago
Big bank rolls
Niggas steppin' on your toes
This nigga stickin' to the goal
All a nigga know is gold
Bluffin' niggas make you fold
Gotta get it on your own
Gotta get it on your own
And f*ckin' porn star hoes
Put the pussy in a bow
Seasons greatings nigga mistletoe
F*ck around and take your soul
Nigga smokin' on indo
Nigga check your f*ckin' info
Im countin' up all of my hoes
Sixty four mementos
Six four Nintendo
Full nelson was a year ago
My my how shit has grown
Sittin' high up on the highest thrown
Cheap shots straight to the dome
When in rome do what your told
Think my heart has had enough its cold
This shits really gettin' old
This shits really gettin' old
Jack rabbit on the beat nigga
Better watch what you talkin' bout
Straight lies and deceit nigga
I beat the pussy then I walk it out
We go to dinner then we talk it out
The bitches know what this is all about
Ben Frank got front row seats bout to watch a nigga knock it out
Porn star hoe
I gotta hit it and quit it
It's been a minute I mean it
In minute Ima see it
Tell Christina she can keep it
Mathematics Im a genius
California in your speakers
Red laces black sneakers
No time for the shits
Got a nigga gettin' pissed off
This the suicide click
Cut your mother f*ckin' wrist off
Handle your candle its business
Im makin' the harder decisions
Seven years its been a sentence
I live in a different dimension
Pots burnin' on the stove
Turn it down its bout to blow
Niggas out here takin' O's
Damn nigga that's low
Damn nigga that dro
Plan a nigga funeral
One time 'fore I go
F*ck a porn star hoe
Dick down your bitche's throat
Tell me what the f*ck you know about it
One time and then ghost
So bad then went and wrote about it
Get it poppin' like a soda bottle
I f*cked the bitch and told the bitch to holla
Got my Instagram
I don't miss a dollar
Unless the bitch is paying
Thank you for the follow
Porn star hoe
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Jack rabbit on the beat nigga
Better watch what you talkin' bout
Straight lies and deceit nigga
I beat the pussy then I walk it out
We go to dinner then we talk it out
The bitches know what this is all about
Ben Frank got front row seats bout to watch a nigga knock it out
Porn star hoe
I gotta hit it and go
I put knives in the flow
Got the bitch beggin' for more
I got ties on the low
I got shit you don't even need to know please believe me man
I know the secrets yeah Vicky told me like a week ago
Big bank rolls
Niggas steppin' on your toes
This nigga stickin' to the goal
All a nigga know is gold
Bluffin' niggas make you fold
Gotta get it on your own
Gotta get it on your own
And f*ckin' porn star hoes
Put the pussy in a bow
Seasons greatings nigga mistletoe
F*ck around and take your soul
Nigga smokin' on indo
Nigga check your f*ckin' info
Im countin' up all of my hoes
Sixty four mementos
Six four Nintendo
Full nelson was a year ago
My my how shit has grown
Sittin' high up on the highest thrown
Cheap shots straight to the dome
When in rome do what your told
Think my heart has had enough its cold
This shits really gettin' old
This shits really gettin' old
Jack rabbit on the beat nigga
Better watch what you talkin' bout
Straight lies and deceit nigga
I beat the pussy then I walk it out
We go to dinner then we talk it out
The bitches know what this is all about
Ben Frank got front row seats bout to watch a nigga knock it out
Porn star hoe
I gotta hit it and quit it
It's been a minute I mean it
In minute Ima see it
Tell Christina she can keep it
Mathematics Im a genius
California in your speakers
Red laces black sneakers
No time for the shits
Got a nigga gettin' pissed off
This the suicide click
Cut your mother f*ckin' wrist off
Handle your candle its business
Im makin' the harder decisions
Seven years its been a sentence
I live in a different dimension
Pots burnin' on the stove
Turn it down its bout to blow
Niggas out here takin' O's
Damn nigga that's low
Damn nigga that dro
Plan a nigga funeral
One time 'fore I go
F*ck a porn star hoe
Dick down your bitche's throat
Tell me what the f*ck you know about it
One time and then ghost
So bad then went and wrote about it
Get it poppin' like a soda bottle
I f*cked the bitch and told the bitch to holla
Got my Instagram
I don't miss a dollar
Unless the bitch is paying
Thank you for the follow
Porn star hoe
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Writer: Reginald Lydia
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