Tell a nigga.. telephone, telegram; two-way motherfucker let him know.. tell that nigga His bitch is out of
It was me and yo' broad, ridin in my She tried to on top of me and slide on my lap I said hold on baby, we almost to the We gon' do somethin nasty, with all this you got I fucked her on the floor we got up in the bed up in the mornin, can't remember what we did Last we was drunk, stinkin dirty motherfuckers Stayed up all night, 'til 7:30 touch us When we on the beach, in the sand in Miami I done found me a freak, done got my hand in her She was in the water, MAN she was wet So I her on her back, I pulled her panties to the left I told her.. naww baby, we ain't do it too up your dress, let's go up to my room Tell your man you was lost, ran a boss Then I opened that ass up a can of sauce
We don't those lollypops Sucker ass niggaz don't know how we They even handle it When you the truth, they can't stand a bitch We don't those lame marks that run the other way when the game Cause they don't know to do lie tell me why would I fuck with you
Stop since we datin the same lady Don't hate the player, hate the baby I like her style, kinda wild And when we do it we don't waste goin out We into it like the X-Rated flick with no plot, so hot hesitate and don't stop 'til we on top She got a - but what I gotta prove? Ain't no need to creep, you know she's a Take it all, the balls, disappear in her jaws Then she take off them drawers, let me hit them walls And when I'm done havin fun tryin to be a She kiss my thang goodbye and say I'll see you Now if you can't it mayne you need a good girl Take a ride around the town and try to for her Cause yo' wife's a hoe, you like to know If she see a big dick, she go..
I watched her eye, she witcha man, starin Stop the lies, there's no You wanna ride well let's go; I got a magic carpet with I'm to the ladies but I'm hard on the hoes And when you jump in my car "Freaky Tales" You told me pull it out, you wanna see real I know type girl, you ain't fin' to wait That's how a pimp taste ridin on the It's in your mouth, make you scream and shout You can swallow or spit, the cream comes out - bitch! don't tell your man Cause whores start wars they know they can I understand, you really do me Dance to a jam, "Feelin' on Your Booty" And after tonight, when you kick it a real one All fake-ass niggaz you ain't even gon' feel 'em (hell nah)