[top dog big Is it the big ohh, or is it be no? Let me tell you one thing, d-o ain't no dough At a show, shorties meet me at the mo' Askin mad about the dough I hold Hold on baby, don't even go route Because the money, that I'll make you don't need to know 'cause the thing change, and all the talkin here Just lay your down, and take off your underwear Who cares, it's your and panties, they ain't matchin Yo what's the you have to leave if the ohh ain't happenin Yo, why you laughin, you won't be If you standin in of room, They clear to get your ass maskin
Only mess wit the girls that sharin (sharon), nickname carin (karen) Known from the big butt and the jean wearin Also big breasts, comin to my rest While I 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 suck it, like a sweet lolli I that's a hobby, I met her in a lobby Lookin good, self, bad ass body
Yo it's goin out to nicole, out in new To my keisha, out in d.c. all about the girls, girls, girls, girls Spark some o.g.c. And it's out to wendy, out in l.a. Going out to tasha, out in all about the girls, girls, girls, girls Bob marley and hennecy
wondah] It was me and hennyville in the mobile On my way uptown, pumpin the new dru I couldn't rush it, to hennyville, bust this reese in tight jeans, doin her ass no justice Her gaspin, right where the restaurant be I drove by, waved, kinda Me and my man, cruisin through, out the scenery Stopped at the light, these two niggas schemin me in my 740, so I guess they beemin me Yo they ain't money, yo ask me what it mean to me
sluggah] Yo, not a God damn, not you my man Because of jealously, over they toes, he ran Yo I'm the villest, be my nigga for real You don't think shit real, go and ask your girl
[starang Aha, we stopped by the store, I stepped outta the My big gold chain steady swingin to side These two shorty wops, was all up in my like a barbecue Say "i don't bother you, but aren't you starang" They couldn't keep eyes off my big gold chain I my eyes on they ass, so shit was like the same Yo simple and plain, I know ya be singin my Let's take 'em to the crib, so we can all get along The big ohh
Going out to in n.y. And this is going out to out in n.c. all about the girls, girls, girls, girls Bless the mics for the m.f.c.
[louieville Guess who, son, um, jumped upon the scene Nadine, you know that chick we met out in That chick is mean, she steamed our whole Had heads gackin up like gangrene Take it from b.b.d., that think right is "poison five" You never trust a big butt and a smile For she say we display our thing And I say "bitch, what shit you tell? " Shit, I know, niggas that hit it and lookin 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 the girls, girls, girls, girls To out there in philly Break it down now, 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 bei from paris
the mic! (8x)