She was a skin, ebony honey that love hip hop Cut off tank-top, she make your whole drop Hotbox, like it or not, she care what I got She got her own dealin' in stocks
And in the backwoods, she plans to me off me off and then say, I must be off Tryin' to smoke with X, the kush is makin' her cough She must hate wearin' her clothes, she takin 'em off
At the Palms Hotel on a night Attack each other like animals the sky turn bright Make it a night to remember, she went her sista Then her sista turned around and told the shit to
Then Melissa got my number, started me pictures In all type of different positions, man, this on a mission Listen, a man is a man, handle his business I ain't a bad guy, just dealin' with bitches
I remember when used to push in a Caddy I met this from the Valley, she said she wanted me badly Now this is common in Cali because the is savy Bitches be givin' money to niggaz and callin 'em
She in a new Lexus, just moved from Texas She to California to model and be that next bitch Takin' naked pictures, to gain more acceptance Maybe get some jobs, try to some connections
I said for X to the Z My homie picked through my trash instead of to me He fell in love her ass and while she casin' his place Tryin' to another nigga what he got up in his safe
About the big hundred stacks and them bricks to Forever watchin' his back, he never relax And when her nigga attack, he got a slug in his He ain't a bad guy, dealin' with scandalous bitches
I met this girl from the 'Natti, I got along her daddy I made it up in my mind, this is the girl marry Now you wanna get married, the preparation is scary You want your weight to get carried, you want your buried
She moved out to California next to me in a Her was dirty but yo, that didn't disturb me I want to the insanity, try to have me a family Started checkin' my phone and her back to reality
her ring on the dresser, adios, motherfucker I'm travelin' home from the road, I hear she fuckin' with Now Usher don't even know me but I got for the homie Even though everybody around me be he corny
She denied everythin', said the rumors was On the phone cryin', she love me, said she wanted to me "Yo, he shit to me, Alvin, I was just into his album was some bullshit, I'm sorry, I'm better without him"
So I'm off to Miami, got to party By Mr. Raymond himself, yo, I ain't hatin' Now when we in the party, yep, guess who I see? Lyin' bitch, said she was from N.Y.C.
He started wipin' the off of her face and her chest And then she gave him a and then she looked to the left And when she seen it was X, she cryin' and trippin' And dude was lookin' confused, the scene, it couldn't be
Now he just pluckin' his chickens, I gon' sock him or diss him I'm from the West where niggaz don't be fightin' for bitches A little over-dramatic, in Rome I him a fagot In front of millions of people, but shouldn't have done that
I was makin' a joke, I mean to offend Like when I introduced Destiny's Child as II Men Listen, a man is a man, handle his business I ain't a bad guy, dealin' with scandalous bitches
X, you get tired of, um Motherfuckers to you about 'Pimp My Ride'?