Yo, at a hip-hop club was a I met She was hot you can bet, her dripped with sweat I it to her, and her name was kim She said let's jet because she was for the jim Browski I doubt thee e front So like a stunt, I rolled the blunt She was ready, I see in her face So we stepped, and went to her place It was fat, she had a crib She food, like some barbecue ribs I said "no you" not now honey How about drink, yes some gin rummy that, come here and sit down And put on tenderoni by mister bobbi We waste no time, it was to do it Put on some james so we can get into it No kinky stuff, ropes or handcuffs But you love me please don't be rough I said "listen, I'll be gentle, I'll be very When I'm loving yoooouuu, when I'm yoooouuu So I dipped, I ship Threw in the anchor on the boat tip what I get for trying to be a lover But never judge a book, by the damm I'm not dissing, and I don't fishing But next time, I want to who I'm kissing You can me gay or a tutti-frutti But I won't touch it I know who's booty
Well I was maxin one day minding my own Talking to e-double on my car When I seen fly girl clocking my means of transportation The in her eye was the look of infatuation So I put my car in park, turned my system I "excuse me, are you new in town" She said "it's funny you asked I got here today" I said "yo, you need a lift because I'm that way" She said "my mother always told me not to ride with If I did, my life would be in danger" I said "yeah that's true, but I'm not everyday swinger" To tell you the truth, I'm a well singer" Plus I was cold 40 dog in lap Rings on my fingers with my hat She got in and "yo I never done this before" I had to play my right to get my foot in the door I yeah, my name is parish but they call me md For the way I the mic, and slay mc's She was and replied "you a medical doctor?" I said "close but no cigar, I'm the microphone Who performs open surgery, on mc's who are Except to try same them, I try to them" She said "ooh that exciting, please tell me more" You mean how we pack and clock 10 g's or more We up to her house and her moms wasn't home And as we got to the door she up the homegrown I was with it, nice from old e to get busy, and wax a cold booty We got to her room, it was to max out the jim hat and strapped the bozak I hit the lights, and was the sack We started it, it was hard to produce Because the booty was cold kickin like call me bruce I had to cover my nose, not to the mood Because I know I wasn't fishing but I smelled Smelled like or lobster, or tuna of the sea And it wasn't worth catching the a-the I-the d-to the yes The s is for sex And as I glanced at the door, you that move was But she me close, and said "let's get loose" And out of I yelled "baby did you do" She no p, cause I'm not a swinger I couldn't buy that as I smelled my I was playing myself plus my was cramped I grabbed my keys and coat, and md broke And as I walked to the door, the got moody I her eye to eye and said "who's booty?"