Biznite, biznite, but it
I'm dippin' in a black milleny sittin' on twentys Top off the city's windy, me and pretty Cindy She dressed up in pretty Fendi and she remy I'm Iceberg, nuttin' but whenny all the way to my
I'm hotter than a semi 'cause girl she And plus, my head is spinnin' from drinkin' fifth of Henney I stop at any deli 'cause this with her penny And no tellin' how many she already been in
We get inside the room and she gigglin' plain Slowly the lights dimmin' and I'm on my jimmy I'm feelin' with her titties is only the beginnin' I it in her kitty, now she screamin', "Come on, gimme"
I'm flippin' this chick over and I caught her bendin' I'm hittin', got her twistin', this is my ninny, you me? And when time to quit I got her soakin' wet and drippin' She asked me for a
Biznite, is you trippin'? is you trippin' What? is you trippin'? What? is you trippin'? Wha
You nothin' but a chasin', cock chasin' biznite You're never gonna amount to anythin' but a 'Cuz all I wanna do is hit it from, I don't even talk If your baby born with braids I ain't the pa
Nope, I ain't the pa, hell no, I the pa No, I ain't the pa, no, I ain't the pa Nope, I ain't the pa, no, I ain't the pa If your baby out saying, wha? I ain't the pa
I ride up in a Porsche Boxter, see this fox her was Tasha I got her I stopped her at McDonald with her partner I jocked the way she rocked her Versace and her Prada I'm Iceberg
I jot her my phone number, later on me a holla I popped up by her mamas so her nigga won't know She took thirty minutes, play me like a some kinda Now, up in my car and started talkin' 'bout her doctor
She said, she started ridin' it in her father's Honda She wish that he would it in and cop a brand new Mazda I'm to the [unverified] to the back and put the top up I roll down all the windows, put the car in function, the
I to touch her thigh, she moved my hand and said, "Bro" It five minutes to bang then you know she proper I'm out her brains We got the car shakin' and rocklin', she asked me for a
Biznite, what's problem? Wha? Biznite your problem? Biznite what's your problem? Wha? Biznite what's your Wha
You nothin' but a sack chasin', cock biznite Your never gonna amount to anythin' but a all I wanna do is hit it from, I don't even wanna talk
If your baby born with braids, I ain't the pa Nope, I ain't the pa, no, I ain't the pa No, I ain't the pa, hell, no I the pa
was this stoofy, name was Lucy, came up to me at the movies Said, she just saw balla blockin' and thought I was cute And but you and baby too can still come over Tuesday I just bought a new mansion, just finished it and my
I knew she was a new from to shoulder, she was Gucci And me, I'm Iceburg Tom and Jerry, Goofy She say, "Oo" it would be so nice and she would do it But lately she been [unverified] just from institution
I say that's cool 'cuz I don't really have to shoot him I gave the braud the pager number and that she should use it As soon as I flew by in that Navy and blue six She beeped and left a message that she up with a solution
I scootin' a run through straight to my house, I won't be She had no bathin' suit and then want me to see her I oozed it in her coochie when she got in my She me for a kiss
Biznite, is you Biznite, is you What? Biznite is you What?
Because you're nothin' but a sack chasin', cock biznite Your gonna amount to anythin' but a biznite all I wanna do is hit it from, I don't even wanna talk If your baby born with braids, I ain't the pa
Nope, I ain't the pa, no, I ain't the pa No, I ain't the pa, no, I ain't the pa No, I ain't the pa, hell no, I the pa
If your baby come out saying, I ain't the pa You're a sack chasin', cock chasin' You're gonna amount to anythin' but a biznite 'Cuz all I wanna do is hit it from, I don't even talk If your come born with braids I ain't the pa
Nope, I the pa, hell no, I ain't the pa No, I ain't the pa, no, I ain't the pa Nope, I ain't the pa, no, I ain't the pa If your baby out throwin' up W's I ain't the pa, nigga, I the pa