Ah, song is for all them bitches out there That think a nigga really supposed to pay they way through You know, like 'Scrub' shit It's also dedicated to that chicken head bitch that the lyrics
As we proceed, to give you you need Gettin' down to my beats, as we the heat Make it bounce, bounce, drop it, pop it, on the Make it bounce, bounce, grab it, slap it, on the
This is to a bad hoe From, you don't I'ma let chu know DJ Q U I K Get in my room now an' do I say
Get your ass up outta chair Peel them clothes off by layer by article, 'til I say enough Leavin' you like the
There is sex in the champagne Me an' my gonna run a damn train soon Foursome goin' down, oh, my Y'all get posh, just watch
Talk about the hoes, well, I wanna do it But now I put y'all back into it Your nothin' meaningful, you screamin' fo? as if you didn't know
Your is (You the trouble I get you in) The reason got the kids (They got a lotta jokers too) There's somethin' more you do (You know, when you put little twist on it) That make them niggas wanna you
Hey, you say you need a side job, an extra knot Clubbin' at the jet strip niggas spot Hop, stop an' drop it like hot Get burned, then you gotta go in an' get a
for a husband an' lickin' on your titty Fuckin' each an' every other nigga in the How the hell you think your gon' take it? You hear a song, get up an' get naked
Sellin' you a drink while you eat it up Negotiate with you for a minute, then it up Underground laws, the rules still Mackin' is an art for the fly
An' she don't why they tryin' to harm her for a dick in shinin' armor Yellin', Save me, save me with a dick on your Bitch, get right or get left
Your is (You the way you keep grindin' on niggas) The reason got the kids (An' you bound to have a of 'em) somethin' more that you do (You know you pop that thang) That them niggas wanna fuck you (An' the do too)
Bounce, bounce, drop it, pop it, on the Make it bounce, bounce, grab it, it, on the side Make it bounce, bounce, it, pop it, on the side Make it bounce, bounce, grab it, it, on the side it bounce, bounce, drop it, pop it, on the side Make it bounce, bounce, grab it, slap it, on the
Oh, without a doubt, she to cum I'ma be mad if she you some? Dude, you could have trashy bitch Put a down on her, make me rich
you for helpin' me to change my mind You're not my equal, hoe, yo' kind Can't get mad if the bus don't I'ma just bail 'cuz I no one
'Cuz everything that come up out your is a lie You spend a lot of time with stomach to the sky for a nut wit a nut comin' out a nut Got a nutty broke nigga, with her sorry butt
Bitch, you just been Another Sugar Free has just born An' I bet you couldn't keep your pussy ol' a pair of grip pliers, bitch, you tired
Your is (You know when you take out there) The reason you've got the (An' you to have a couple of 'em more) There's somethin' that you do (You when you put it up for sale) That make them niggas wanna you (Talk buy one an' get one free)
The is (You ain't nuttin' but a ride) The reason you've got the (An' you like you rent it often) There's somethin' more you do (Oh, your mama her ass whooped) make them niggas wanna fuck you (On though, she just as bad, ol' tryflin' bitch)