Esham Black Orchid lyrics

What's up honey? Don't mind me askin' but how your ass been?
And fuck that chatty nigga if he's a has been
I got twenty 'cause I'm good and plenty
To get the dollars, get the dick if you getting' any

You gotta work that pussy fast, work that pussy slow
It don't matter 'cause these bitches know I got the phatter dough
Ain't no trick but I gotta trick dick like Houdini
I want ya fine ass on my dick like the Genie

Grant my wishes, blow your hugs and kisses in the wind
G-string up ya ass, all I see is pussy skin
And nigs don't know about my titty bar ho
She be dancin' 'til the break of dawn with no panties on

Dough, lickin' her lips, her pussy smells on my fingertips
She's ill, I think I fucked her with the dollar bill
For real, her titties look so ferm, I might burn
If I run up in her raw with the super sperm, she got a

Work that pussy fast, work that pussy slow
Work that muthafucka, outta baller's cash flow
Work that pussy fast, work that pussy slow
Work that muthafucka, outta baller's cash flow

Work that pussy fast, work that pussy slow
Work that muthafucka, outta baller's cash flow
Work that pussy fast, work that pussy slow
Work that muthafucka, outta baller's cash flow

Something surprise me about your eyes
They make my dick rise and then your ass got me hypnotized
Watch you put dollars up ya pussy, ho
They make my dick swoll and you the reason why these niggas roll

Big cash flow, watch your ass ho
Pussy for days, got nigs, runnin' thru a maze
Gotta funny way of lookin' at me, know I wanna skeez ya
Then I got the other pussy, put it in the freezer

Dollar strapped around you leg on the rubber band
I know deep down you could never love a move
Only the money, go to get yours at all cost
Pussy ain't nothin' but a way to take a lost

I gotta let these hoes know that I ain't no trick
I'm just a nigga with a dick and a mind that's sick

So pull your panties to your knees 'cause I aim to please
I bet that pussy get hot like a hundred degrees when you

Work that pussy fast, work that pussy slow
Work that muthafucka, outta baller's cash flow
Work that pussy fast, work that pussy slow
Work that muthafucka, outta baller's cash flow

Work that pussy fast, work that pussy slow
Work that muthafucka, outta baller's cash flow
Work that pussy fast, work that pussy slow
Work that muthafucka, outta baller's cash flow

I see the way every nigga is scopin', hopin'
He can get a change at your kinda romance
Every nigga in the house, got one thing on they mind
Seein' the back of your head, watchin' that ass from behind

Tell me somethin' if you wasn't workin' at this club
Would you be lookin' at me like you was fuckin' me
Or better yet be duckin' me
I don't want anything from you, you don't nothing from me

If this was back in the day, you be fuckin' for free
I sit and daze and reminisce on how I used to bone her
I told the waitress to rush over another Corona
I give the bitch a hundred dollars just to dance on my lap

I tell the DJ slow it down 'cause this bitch is all that
I want the time to go slow, and my dough even slower
I wanna fuck ya pussy, but I don't even know her
I can't go out like the next man
God damn, bitch, do you know who the fuck I am? Gotta

Work that pussy fast, work that pussy slow
Work that muthafucka, outta baller's cash flow
Work that pussy fast, work that pussy slow
Work that muthafucka, outta baller's cash flow

Work that pussy fast, work that pussy slow
Work that muthafucka, outta baller's cash flow
Work that pussy fast, work that pussy slow
Work that muthafucka, outta baller's cash flow