UHH, yeah, uhh! (UHH, yeah, yeah) (Click Click, Click Click) Yeah, Click shit (homeboy) Suga (homeboy)
Want me to tie yo' (YEAHHH) Want me to lace me (lace me up!)
Want me to tie yo' (YEAHHH) Want me to you? me (lace me up!)
Want me to tie yo' (YEAHHH) Want me to lace me (lace me up!)
Want me to tie yo' (YEAHHH) Want me to lace me (lace me up!)
Suga, I'm a man and me, most men is faulty They out for one thang and that's to get between them drawers Now dere you go with dry drama Captain I know you mobbin, but why you tryin to stop my Tear that off! You better get somewhere that, you trippin You know how long we long range pimpin I'm sayin, have a little I'm to break his ass right, right? Den up the ass Okay, go hit the pot Watch 'em serve a knot and get two hundred off cot trillcrack him for his change Get off in his narrow mind, exercise yo' Like that? (Homeboy) So They call me Break-A-Trick You mean like Sherrie nuttin to it Us females ball too - somebody do it
me to tie yo' shoes? (YEAHHH) Want me to lace me (lace me up!)
I got, switchin beotches, Christine Irene and Dorene Cleanin and clurvin, Listerine and I got, trick willies, kickin me allowance Buyin me clothes, that can't even pronounce I got, game off the I got, materialistic shit females can't afford How bout fame, money, And (they love the way us Ball But let me put you up on these schemes females you real good and steal the money underneath the mattress You got to be an actress, conniving and cunning We fake orgasms, and make 'em think we Okaydem some cool I gon' lie, you laced my tennis shoes I'ma go and tell all my dudes playin football with basketball rules Jewels our niggaz, we 'em Buy engagement rings and ultimatums But see Suga you ain't dealin with no ass figure They call me EarlI can 'em the newest way To play the game in the world I ain't been one to be suckin up to no chick My grandaddy told me to the pussy let the pussy be the whip
Want me to tie yo' (YEAHHH) Want me to you? me (lace me up!)
I to told you about a batch (what they did?) Hit yo' windows out with a bat and put yo' tires on the Now we can be some skanless sneaky sly indo even though to' up from the flo' I you cause I be hustlin, tryin to make some mail But my broad keep tryin to send me back to She caught you Yeah, now she grudges Took her keys and up my Cutlass You gotta watch us slick talkin bay area niggaz off gin We'll around and get drunk and run up in yo' best friend We pop bra We pop We that scrilla scratch We them dollars It ain't gon' be no, Fuck Faces,no tasters Without them big faces (what I do?) He already tied my
me to tie yo' shoes? (YEAHHH) Want me to you? me (lace me up!)
It is so enthusiastic to hear my mouthpiece as I upon the game I promise you pimpin I am so open to the public about these on down, to my soil right? And I can lace the tardy people up, I'm havin a tutorin right? And if you to be tutored man on down to Shoestrings'n'Things they'll lace you up real good You underdig? The Pop Ya Collar Up under the Bosses Will Be Bosses And I promise you, my mouthpiece is so And it can not be man because I promise you It ain't nothin but straight comin up outta here pimpin Homeboy,