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Shorty!! shorty!!
Shorty c'mere girl! (I like what I see)
go out to erybody man, a little station identification
And we call one for all y'all, who be going to buy...

The cheebas, them
The condoms, hit the ass
It's the cheebas, the
The condoms, ass

Verse mr. cheeks

Now now now
Met this girl, the other day
When I was up, on
She was in fried (word em up)
A little breast, and I said, "excuse me miss...
Maybe we can go and jus chat." "about "
"about, about this that."
I bet I put in yo mind
To you heel it up bring it back come rewind
Now i'm, just a rap
Not sayin that I'm the not the smartest but
But I come up wit ya never seen
you never heard of like money and the murder like
Next thing you we in the rest
liqour, puffin on the buddha sess
I threw on me a rider
I inside her

Wit my cheebas, my
My condoms, hit the ass
I had the cheebas, them
The condoms, hit the ass
We had the cheebas, the
The condoms, hit the ass
We had the cheeba, the
The condom, the ass!!

Verse two: tah

Don't be fuckin wit my shorty, on her forty
Or puffin on her blunt, 'cause she's no stunt
True to the game, to school for her edu-ma-cation
While I around the nation
From and back to new york
I twist the cap, pop the
And take a long walk to the
Buddha, I chill wit my crew
Who it be mr. cheeks I sip my nigga brew
And get in, you the fan understand
Bouncin, we gets to forty ouncin
Hit virginia, I get the
Hippin on the forty on the corner bone
In or out on my own
I get whatever hit her, and get rid of her
After I'm done with it, my man, he wanna get it
Then he hit it da back, now my crew wanna hit it
But me tah, trip off and I creep
Niggaz they be buggin, but don't ever my style
My crew is
We been in this for awhile

Smokin cheebas, the
The condoms, the ass

It's the cheebas, liquors
The condoms, the ass (repeat 3x)

Verse mr. cheeks

Now before you run up in
Wear your mutha
Stick, you run up in skinz
Before you bone, run mouth to yo mens
Make sure you protect yourself
That shows that you respect
Now don't violate your and your balls
be making, the phone call
See dr. abraham or condoms now
You know you best to be aware
Don't go up and nuttin in
Let a nigga from the lost boyz tell ya
No man know he he the fuckin game
But aids ain't got no name
All you chancy niggaz playin cute
jump, without a parachute

Verse four: pete

here we go as I shoot from the top of the key
The lost boyz in the house the capital p
a chair relax and pass the alize
I'ma tell you a little somethin about chick around my way
She was a with a brown skin complexion
She looked so you'd think you wouldn't need protection
was top choice selection...
...around in every
They got twisted, she said no so he risked it
in the mix and now you sick kid
Word is bond, I thought by now you learned your
Fucking with no protection
So this, stressin the point, and analyze this
get caught, with the virus
It's the chocolate boy with the lb fam
Listen up, use condom when your third leg stand

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