[female voice] how do I know any good? [male voice] give you a free sample [male voice] and if you like it we'll up [male if not, no hard feelings [female voice] enough
Indeed her body is bad Her is wit Mos def, I'm by her style of dress A retro, get up like a betty page pinup Make me wanna the pimp in me Who pent up For days these skirts lit up Boustiere the to tease Rosy lips me frozen stiff Watchin' her flick As she rolled a I approached amidst the smoky to the miss in ways I'm known to And transfixed by my gaze We on to Bigger and nightcaps To relax the synapsys That make her want to my mattress Tumbling Is movements no time for fumbling She shucked her Contorted a pose, i Couldn't oppose the stem rose Protruding for my robe, she to the windows And made for the shades was closed And I "supdoder? " Then I "what's the " her I or g'd her
Shit I had to her her like derek jeter did mariah Orgasm nigga I freed her Her a crack dealer Flashin' on her wife beater Drawn down with the heater Tryin' to the handcuffs on her when he the criminal women know you can only pimp a ho Don't try to get 'cause she gon' suck another And oh it might be I bust her out she pigeon-toed Then I with the fishin' pole her in the indigo see-through She an o And oh jesus she's just the type to let me have it all, see So I had a
I hit it, I did it I it And we did it, and we did it, and we did it, and we did it Say you're g'in (g'in? ) But they beg for more and that's for sure I hit it, I did it I it, I never quit it Sup doe, sup doe, sup doe! Supdoder the I "what's the " her I g'd her
Now, the niggas don't say "what up love" or "yo" We see a pretty thing and be "sup doe!" She prob'ly wit' it if you keep your body If you bumming with no money she bouncin' like shitted But that's though, 'cause in the rules bro Win or lose there's someone else to choose yo the case in this rat race Whether she skinny and pretty or bangin' a wack face, i Met a broad on the street, she said her denise Sportin' a nautica fleece Ha, that's prob'ly her man's coat That'll stop me the day I see on land float Put in your hand wrote the number down a week and two days passed Plus wanna now Supdoder, I "stammine'd" her I g'd her
[phesto it's permanent work on my hip I'm that Jerry and terrell owens had a fifth You know them two crew Dancer and make you thick Hawaiian black siren lookin' salma hayek With inflated pecs she playin' water 'bout to start a riot at the hyatt by the what's the re I'm sup doe! I see it's all (fiat? ) She said "what's that in sweatpants a six foot kayak? Frightened' like she on a diet had me inspired At times you can say her put up a whole lot of silence The cream shootin' on her ass, tits and thighs I'm no cassanova but I pole her while I a motorola And rollin' dosia if I she's sober I only light in the room at the flash of my busy busy minolta She electrify I'm erect with sexual voltage Bust out position if she fuckin' with the souls of mischief
I hit it, I did it I it So we did it, and we did it, and we did it, and we did it Say g'in (g'in? ) g'in But anyway they beg for more and that's for I hit it, I did it I admit it, I never it Sup doe, sup doe, sup doe! Supdoder I "stammine'd her" I g'd her