She was a brown skin, ebony honey love hip hop Cut off tank-top, she make your whole face Hotbox, like it or not, she don't what 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 hate wearin' her clothes, she keeps takin 'em off
At the Palms Hotel on a Friday Attack each other animals 'til the sky turn bright Make it a night to remember, she went her sista Then her sista around and told the shit to Melissa
Then Melissa got my number, started sendin' me In all of different positions, man, this bitch on a mission Listen, a man is a man, handle his business I ain't a bad guy, dealin' with scandalous bitches
I remember when Xzibit used to push in a 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 niggaz and callin 'em
She in a new Lexus, just moved from Texas She came to California to model and be that bitch Takin' naked pictures, to gain more acceptance get some jobs, try to politic some connections
I appreciate for X to the Z My homie picked through my instead of talkin' to me He in love with her ass and while she casin' his place Tryin' to tell another what he got up in his safe
About the big hundred stacks and them to match Forever watchin' his back, therefore he never And when her nigga attack, he got a in his britches He ain't a bad guy, just dealin' with bitches
I met girl from the 'Natti, I got along with her daddy I made it up in my mind, this is the I'ma marry Now when you get married, the preparation is scary You want your weight to get carried, you want your buried
She moved out to next to me in a hurry Her reputation was but yo, that didn't disturb me I want to the insanity, try to have me a family Started checkin' my and brought her back to reality
Left her ring on the dresser, adios, I'm travelin' home from the road, I hear she with Usher Now Usher don't know me but I got love for the homie Even though around me be thinkin' he corny
She denied everythin', said the rumors was On the phone cryin', she love me, said she wanted to me "Yo, he ain't shit to me, Alvin, I was into his album That was some bullshit, I'm sorry, I'm without him"
So I'm off to Miami, got to party By Mr. Raymond himself, yo, I ain't nobody Now when we walk in the party, yep, who I see? Lyin' bitch, said she was callin' N.Y.C.
He started the sweat off of her face and her chest And then she him a peck and then she looked to the left And she seen it was X, she started cryin' and trippin' And was lookin' confused, the scene, it couldn't be written
Now he just pluckin' his chickens, I ain't gon' sock him or 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 didn't to offend when I introduced Destiny's Child as Boyz II Men Listen, a man is a man, gon' handle his I ain't a bad guy, dealin' with scandalous bitches
X, you ever get of, um Motherfuckers to you about 'Pimp My Ride'?