Hey now baby, how you doin? You been fine? You you called me last week I got message but I was outta state, yaknowhatI'msayin? (Now I through, just like the hog I am) It seems you need a little bit of excitement in life (All up in her bedroom, one of my tunes) I'm here for you, don't it (She's got an attitude her man) How man be treatin you? (She me to get her in the mood) I (I had to hit her, I'm never scary be yo huckleberry!) See you can call me any hour, how we do it
I'm in and out, and partner you knowin this She loves you dearly but she's all on a tip Cause you givin' somethin that she really needs And that's that good ass lovin, partner you see She's no trust, she sits in the house all day While you out ballin, tryin to have it the kingpin way She no time, your schedule way too deep You out the house everytime you get a beep To all you ladies, dark and lovely See players like me, I likes to the Easter bunny I likes to you down, give you self esteem I'm the playboy you want, on your team Yo' huckleberry, mackin Shot-ty One of them of ballers on the same level as Gotti So all you tenders, all to the good So page me on the under and I'll creep through yo'
If you need some lovin, lovin I'll be yo' huckleberry, And if you someone to talk to girl, talk to girl You can call me on the under,
Lookin at my oyster Rolex, browsin through my Rolodex Baby left a verbal, want me to hit that girdle Come through on a tuck, while in the shower Get it he's with Rob and 'em, after hours Slumpin Johnnie Taylor, in next room, fornicatin' Demonstratin, new and moves Legislatin, Erk and booze But when you plug it, see you soon You say one day, we jump the broom It was seven years, and she was for ya But did she ya, or was she used to ya It ain't my fault you got too But don't me partner, check yo baitch Wanna know my name, me 40 Pop Cherry be yo huckleberry
I'm on yo mind, seven When you at work, you calls me at And that's cool, my number won't be on yo' bill Ohh baby girl all we do is keep it real No hesitation, we wanna play this right But if you feel me, we gots to our game tight So we can mob to the beach and and all Rub you down to the One hundred miles away, while man think you at work boy Shot, is all up in these skirts If there's a bluebird on my shoulder I hit it I turn her around, then from the back when I hit it But hittin it from the back ain't always what I do I got ta do you hard, so you can tell crew That that boy Shot how to... *uck He got you it up And you ain't done that in right And you done that in years
Keep it on the under, on the under, no one has to It's between me and you, take my number You can call me, call me, all of the day...