[top dog big Is it the big ohh, or is it be no? Let me tell you one thing, d-o ain't trickin no At a show, shorties meet me at the mo' Askin mad about the dough I hold Hold on baby, don't even go route the money, that I'll make you don't need to know foul 'cause the thing change, and all the talkin here Just lay your back down, and take off underwear Who cares, your bras and panties, they ain't matchin Yo the rules? 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 punk ass
Only mess wit the girls that (sharon), they nickname carin (karen) Known from the big butt and the tight wearin Also big breasts, always to my rest While I they chest, and they suck me off next Easily place in the mouth, like a 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, beautiful self, bad ass
Yo it's out to nicole, out in new jerz To my keisha, out in d.c. It's all about the girls, girls, girls, them some o.g.c. And going out to wendy, out in l.a. Going out to tasha, out in It's all the girls, girls, girls, girls Bob marley spliffs and
wondah] It was me and in the starang mobile On my way uptown, the new dru hill I couldn't it, turn to hennyville, bust this Seen in tight jeans, doin her ass no justice Her mother gaspin, right the restaurant be I by, waved, kinda nonchalantly Me and my man, cruisin through, checkin out the Stopped at the light, these two niggas schemin me Lookin in my 740, so I they beemin me Yo they ain't gettin money, yo ask me it mean to me
[louieville Yo, not a God damn, not you my man Because of jealously, over they toes, he ran Yo I'm the villest, that be my nigga for You don't shit real, then go and ask your girl
wondah] Aha, we stopped by the store, I stepped the ride My big gold steady swingin side to side These two shorty wops, was all up in my grill a barbecue Say "i wanna bother you, but aren't you starang" They couldn't keep eyes off my big gold chain I kept my eyes on they ass, so was like the same Yo simple and plain, I ya be singin my song take 'em back 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, just um, jumped the scene Nadine, you that chick we met out in queens That is mean, she steamed our whole team Had heads gackin up like gangrene Take it b.b.d., that think right is labeled "poison five" You never could trust a big and a smile For she say we display our well And I say "bitch, what shit you tell? " Shit, I know, that hit it and lookin sick No, no, dick, henny I do a bid explain, simple and plain 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 it's all the girls, girls, girls, girls To my girl bronca swollen brazil Girls, girls, girls, To francewola bei from
the mic! (8x)