[top dog big Is it the big ohh, or is it be no? Let me tell you one thing, d-o trickin no dough At a show, wanna meet me at the mo' Askin mad questions the dough I hold Hold on baby, don't go that route Because the money, that I'll you don't need to know foul 'cause the thing change, and all the talkin here Just lay your back down, and take off your Who cares, it's your bras and panties, they matchin Yo what's the rules? you to leave if the ohh ain't happenin Yo, why you laughin, you won't be If you in front of room, They clear to get punk ass maskin
Only mess wit the girls that sharin (sharon), they carin (karen) Known from the big and the tight jean wearin Also big breasts, always comin to my I cores they chest, and they suck me off next Easily place in the mouth, a grape from a tree But she can't eat it, she must suck it, like a sweet I know a hobby, I met her in a lobby good, beautiful self, bad ass body
Yo it's out to nicole, out in new jerz To my keisha, out in d.c. all about the girls, girls, girls, girls Spark some o.g.c. And going out to wendy, out in l.a. Going out to tasha, out in It's all about the girls, girls, girls, Bob spliffs and hennecy
wondah] It was me and hennyville in the mobile On my way uptown, pumpin the new dru I rush it, turn to hennyville, bust this Seen reese in tight jeans, her ass no justice Her mother gaspin, where the restaurant be I by, waved, kinda nonchalantly Me and my man, cruisin through, out the scenery Stopped at the light, these two niggas schemin me Lookin in my 740, so I guess beemin me Yo they ain't gettin money, yo ask me what it to me
[louieville Yo, not a God damn, not you my man Because of jealously, they fuckin toes, he ran Yo I'm the villest, that be my for real You don't think shit real, then go and ask girl
[starang Aha, we by the store, I stepped outta the ride My big chain steady swingin side to side These two wops, was all up in my grill like a barbecue Say "i wanna bother you, but aren't you starang" They couldn't they eyes off my big gold chain I kept my eyes on ass, so shit was like the same Yo simple and plain, I know ya be my song Let's take 'em back to the crib, so we can all get The big ohh
Going out to in n.y. And is going out to tammy out in n.c. It's all about the girls, girls, girls, Bless the for the whole m.f.c.
sluggah] Guess who, son, um, jumped upon the scene Nadine, you know that we met out in queens That chick is mean, she steamed our team Had heads gackin up like gangrene Take it from b.b.d., that think right is "poison five" You never could trust a big and a smile For she say we display our well And I say "bitch, what that shit you " Shit, I know, niggas hit it and lookin sick No, no, sick dick, I do a bid Don't explain, simple and The only you lovin is my name and my fame
It's all about the girls, girls, girls, To out there in philly it down now, girls, girls, girls, girls To sundum lee in Yo all about the girls, girls, girls, girls To my bronca swollen from brazil Girls, girls, girls, To francewola bei from
the mic! (8x)