She was a brown skin, ebony that love hip hop Cut off tank-top, she make your whole face Hotbox, like it or not, she don't care I got She got her own knot dealin' in
And in the backwoods, she plans to me off Suck me off and say, I must be off Tryin' to with X, the Cali kush is makin' her cough She must wearin' her clothes, she keeps takin 'em off
At the Palms Hotel on a night each other like animals 'til the sky turn bright Make it a night to remember, she tellin' 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 bitch on a Listen, a man is a man, handle his business I ain't a bad guy, just dealin' with scandalous
I remember when Xzibit to push in a Caddy I met this chick from the Valley, she she wanted me badly Now is common in Cali because the homies is savy Bitches be givin' to niggaz and callin 'em Daddy
She in a brand new Lexus, just from Texas She came to California to and be that next bitch Takin' naked pictures, tryin' to more acceptance get some jobs, try to politic some connections
I said for X to the Z My picked through my trash instead of talkin' to me He fell in love with her ass and she casin' his place Tryin' to tell another nigga what he got up in his
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 ain't a bad guy, just dealin' with scandalous
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 want your weight to get carried, you want skeletons buried
She moved out to California to me in a hurry Her reputation was dirty but yo, that didn't me I want to stop the insanity, try to have me a checkin' my phone and brought her back to reality
Left her on the dresser, adios, motherfucker I'm travelin' home from the road, I she fuckin' with Usher Now Usher even know me but I got love for the homie Even though everybody me be thinkin' he corny
She everythin', said the rumors was phony On the phone cryin', she love me, said she to hold me "Yo, he ain't shit to me, Alvin, I was into his album That was some bullshit, I'm sorry, I'm better him"
So I'm off to Miami, got to party By Mr. Raymond himself, yo, I hatin' nobody Now we walk in the party, yep, guess who I see? Lyin' bitch, said she was callin' N.Y.C.
He wipin' the sweat off of her face and her chest And then she gave him a peck and she looked to the left And when she it was X, she started cryin' and trippin' And dude was lookin' confused, the scene, it couldn't be
Now he just pluckin' his chickens, I ain't gon' sock him or him I'm the West Coast where niggaz don't be fightin' for bitches A little over-dramatic, in I called him a fagot In front of millions of people, funny but shouldn't done that
I was makin' a joke, I didn't to offend Like I introduced Destiny's Child as Boyz II Men Listen, a man is a man, gon' handle his I ain't a bad guy, just with scandalous bitches
X, you get tired of, um talkin' to you about 'Pimp My Ride'?