She was a brown skin, ebony honey that hip hop Cut off tank-top, she make your whole drop Hotbox, like it or not, she don't care I got She got her own dealin' in stocks
And in the backwoods, she to dust me off Suck me off and then say, I be off Tryin' to with X, the Cali kush is makin' her cough She must hate wearin' her clothes, she keeps '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 and told the shit to Melissa
Then Melissa got my number, sendin' me pictures In all type of positions, man, this bitch on a mission Listen, a man is a man, gon' his business I ain't a bad guy, just dealin' scandalous bitches
I when Xzibit used to push in a Caddy I met this chick from the Valley, she said she wanted me Now this is common in Cali because the is savy Bitches be givin' money to and callin 'em Daddy
She in a brand new Lexus, just from Texas She came to California to model and be next bitch Takin' naked pictures, tryin' to gain more Maybe get some jobs, try to politic some
I appreciate for X to the Z My picked through my trash instead of talkin' to me He fell in love with her ass and while she his place Tryin' to tell nigga what he got up in his safe
About the big hundred and them bricks to match Forever watchin' his back, therefore he relax And her nigga attack, he got a slug in his britches He a bad guy, just 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 I'ma marry Now when you wanna get married, the preparation is You your weight to get carried, you want your skeletons buried
She moved out to California next to me in a Her reputation was dirty but yo, didn't disturb me I want to stop the insanity, try to me a family Started checkin' my phone and brought her back to
her ring on the dresser, adios, motherfucker I'm travelin' home from the road, I hear she with Usher Now don't even know me but I got love for the homie Even though everybody around me be thinkin' he
She denied everythin', the rumors was phony On the phone cryin', she love me, said she wanted to me "Yo, he shit to me, Alvin, I was just into his album That was 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 walk in the party, yep, guess who I bitch, said she was callin' from N.Y.C.
He started wipin' the off of her face and her chest And then she gave him a peck and then she looked to the And when she seen it was X, she cryin' and trippin' And dude was confused, the scene, it couldn't be written
Now he just pluckin' his chickens, I ain't gon' him or diss him I'm from the West Coast niggaz don't be fightin' for bitches A over-dramatic, in Rome I called 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 Destiny's Child as Boyz II Men Listen, a man is a man, gon' handle his I ain't a bad guy, just dealin' with scandalous
X, you ever get of, um talkin' to you about 'Pimp My Ride'?