Tech9, in the mix Here in the mix with your boyfriend, Bobby Bang and his death for the hot ninety nine With 9 featuring Shawnna 'Bout to wear ass out, ten ways to Sunday So you better eat wheaties
My pumping, it's finna be something to see 'Cause when I be then it's sin to be humping with me If be crunk and authentic we jump in the B In a we bump into the finish, T punching the V
Like a prize eyes light up when I glide by the thighs Try the size, why the cries? 'Cause I be the piper, wide or tighter I'm like a pie-diver, prize swiper, all night to the hide hiker I been away for a long while, sick of being your phone-pal
You might be needing your towels I get to you, it's on now, wow Better gas up you with the king kong, gal Get it, pivot, women, dig it, lick it, I hit it Girl, my grown style
I'm gonna be living in what you're giving I'ma you like I'm Peppy Le Peau Give me the goodies, I know if you wanna get on top of me No, I be when I'm stepping to you
Give it away to Nina, repeat it, I feel it up when I it You want me to leave but you gotta please me thorough If you piece of a gorilla, you want it with Tecca Nina eat your wheaties, girl
Baby, I hope you ate wheaties When you see me it be easy, yeah Hope your intention ain't to me You wanna please me, better eat your wheaties,
I know you want me, baby, do I make you horny, I can tell by your eyes, you want me to ride you a horsey, baby Better back up off me, Oh, you're not the to be scurred
If you feel this, we can do it big Maybe you can meet me in the of the G4 We can do it in the on the D-low We can do it on the for the people
Seen you looking at the ass, we do it for the I throw it like craps at the C-low, never had one like me, When I'm done, when the wife is Maybe thinking that she's like me but you see, it's unlikely, shorty
When I get him, I'ma get in the And have him feeling he never ever felt before Get up in him and I fill him with And him chillin' and drilling me from the night to the morn'
Baby, you gotta be taking over me, of me, pardon me After he got me in the Love it when he me on the phone He never been in love so much but see the body in a
He like to put the nookie in his And every time I get out of line, he to put me in my place He put me in the A, or I say the 745 Gotta 45 in the safe
So whatcha wanna say? Your boy see me He trying to meet me I'm on TV Better I want you And I finna come 'cause I ate my wheaties
Baby, I hope you ate wheaties When you see me it be easy, yeah Hope intention ain't to tease me You wanna please me, better eat your wheaties,
Since I gotta label and I got a big to pay the hand So can a nigga get a table You looking than Zatarains And I'm thinking of getting laid
I don't give a damn who that belong to Don't keep the waiting any longer Want to be the one to get up on you C'mon, your booty, baby, do that conga
You don't wanna miss it 'cause hit it, terrific and I be so Rugged, ya love it I'm, diesel Me so, horny but be thinking I'm evil Please your body 'cause baby, it's
Don't get it twisted you get with a nice cat Give me what you because they know when you like that But get up in the sack, you won't be able to fight on your neck and in your panties, an ice pack
Eat them and really you can get power in and get at you every motherfucking hour Give you a lot of it then we get up in the hit Roscoe's on Sunset and Gower
I'ma leave for a but I'ma be back You can it, can't nobody see that? Eat wheaties 'cause everyday ya need that So if'n you looking to see me, you eat that
I'm comin' to get it, so you know Ain't no in the system that can hold a bro, no And I'm gon' hit like I you so Don't be like you forgot it, you're supposed to know, yo
Baby, I hope you ate wheaties When you see me it be easy, yeah Hope your ain't to tease me You wanna me, better eat your wheaties, girl
Baby, I hope you ate your you see me it won't be easy, yeah Hope intention ain't to tease me You wanna me, better eat your wheaties, girl
Yeah, you better eat wheaties, baby And get a big ol' of 'em too The breakfast and if you ain't got that Get you some powerades and Gatorades