[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 wanna me at the mo' Askin mad questions the dough I hold Hold on baby, even go that route the money, that I'll make you don't need to know foul 'cause the change, and all the talkin stops here Just lay your back down, and take off your Who cares, it's your bras and panties, ain't 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, clear to get your punk ass maskin
Only mess wit the that sharin (sharon), they nickname carin (karen) Known from the big butt and the tight wearin big breasts, always comin to my rest While I cores chest, and they suck me off next Easily place in the mouth, like a grape a tree But she can't eat it, she must suck it, a sweet lolli I know a hobby, I met her in a lobby Lookin good, self, bad ass body
Yo goin out to nicole, out in new jerz To my keisha, out in d.c. It's all about the girls, girls, girls, Spark some o.g.c. And going out to wendy, out in l.a. out to tasha, out in tennessee It's all the girls, girls, girls, girls Bob marley and hennecy
[starang It was me and in the starang mobile On my way uptown, the new dru hill I couldn't rush it, turn to hennyville, this Seen reese in jeans, doin her ass no justice Her mother gaspin, right where the be I by, waved, kinda nonchalantly Me and my man, cruisin through, checkin out the Stopped at the light, two niggas double schemin me Lookin in my 740, so I guess beemin me Yo they gettin money, yo ask me what 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, be my nigga for real You don't think shit real, then go and ask your
[starang Aha, we stopped by the store, I stepped outta the My big gold chain swingin side 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 they 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 singin my Let's 'em back to the crib, so we can all get along The big ohh
Going out to in n.y. And this is out to tammy out in n.c. It's all about the girls, girls, girls, the mics for the whole m.f.c.
[louieville Guess who, son, just um, upon the scene Nadine, you know that we met out in queens That chick is mean, she steamed our whole Had heads gackin up like gangrene Take it from b.b.d., that think is labeled "poison five" You never could trust a big butt and a For she say we display our thing And I say "bitch, what that you tell? " Shit, I know, niggas 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 Break it now, girls, girls, girls, girls To sundum lee in Yo it's all about the girls, girls, girls, To my bronca swollen from brazil Girls, girls, girls, To francewola bei from
the mic! (8x)