Tell a nigga.. telephone, two-way that motherfucker let him know.. tell that nigga His bitch is out of
It was me and yo' broad, in my 'llac She to climb on top of me and slide on my lap I said on baby, we almost to the spot We gon' do somethin nasty, with all lust you got I fucked her on the floor we got up in the bed Woke up in the mornin, can't what we did Last we was drunk, stinkin dirty motherfuckers Stayed up all night, 'til can't touch us we down on the beach, in the sand in Miami I done found me a freak, done got my hand in her She was in the water, MAN she was wet So I laid her on her back, I pulled her panties to the I told her.. naww baby, we ain't do it too Straighten up your dress, go up to my room Tell man you was lost, ran into a boss Then I opened that ass up like a can of
We don't like lollypops Sucker ass niggaz don't how we rock They even handle it When you tell the truth, they stand a bitch We like those lame marks that run the other way when the game they don't know what to do Don't lie tell me why I fuck with you
Stop hatin since we datin the lady hate the player, hate the game baby I her style, she's kinda wild And when we do it we don't waste time out We into it like the X-Rated with no plot, it's so hot Don't hesitate and stop 'til we on top She got a dude - but I gotta prove? Ain't no to creep, you know she's a freak it all, 'til the balls, disappear in her jaws Then she take off them drawers, let me hit them walls And when I'm done havin fun tryin to be a She my thang goodbye and say I'll see you later Now if you can't take it mayne you a good girl Take a ride the town and try to look for her Cause yo' wife's a hoe, you might like to If she see a big dick, she go..
I her eye, she witcha man, stop starin the lies, there's no comparin You wanna ride well go; I got a magic carpet with vogues I'm nice to the ladies but I'm hard on the And when you in my car bumpin "Freaky Tales" You me pull it out, you wanna see it's real I know your type girl, you ain't fin' to That's how a pimp ridin on the interstate It's in your mouth, make you scream and shout You can or spit, when the cream comes out - bitch! Just don't tell man Cause whores start wars when they they can I understand, you really do me to a slow jam, "Feelin' on Your Booty" And after tonight, when you kick it with a one All them fake-ass niggaz you ain't even gon' 'em (hell nah)