Tell a nigga.. telephone, telegram; two-way that Somebody let him know.. that nigga His bitch is out of
It was me and yo' broad, in my 'llac She tried to climb on top of me and on my lap I said hold on baby, we almost to the We gon' do nasty, with all this lust you got I fucked her on the then 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 7:30 can't us When we down on the beach, in the sand in I done found me a freak, done got my in her panties 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 do it too soon up your dress, let's go up to my room Tell man you was lost, ran into a boss Then I opened ass up like a can of sauce
We like those lollypops ass niggaz don't know how we rock They can't handle it When you tell the truth, they stand a bitch We don't those lame marks that run the other way when the starts Cause they know what to do lie tell me why would I fuck with you
Stop hatin since we datin the lady Don't hate the player, hate the baby I her style, she's kinda wild And we do it we don't waste time goin out We into it like the X-Rated flick no plot, it's so hot Don't hesitate and don't stop we on top She got a dude - but what I prove? Ain't no to creep, you know she's a freak Take it all, the balls, disappear in her jaws Then she take off drawers, let me hit them sugar walls And when I'm done fun tryin to be a player She kiss my thang and say I'll see you later Now if you can't it mayne you need a good girl Take a ride the town and try to look for her yo' wife's a hoe, you might like to know If she see a big dick, she go..
I her eye, she witcha man, stop starin Stop the lies, no comparin You wanna ride well go; I got a magic carpet with vogues I'm to the ladies but I'm hard on the hoes And when you in my car bumpin "Freaky Tales" You told me pull it out, you wanna see it's I know your girl, you ain't fin' to wait That's how a pimp taste ridin on the It's in your mouth, you wanna scream and shout You can swallow or spit, the cream comes out - bitch! Just don't your man Cause whores start wars when they know can I understand, you really do me Dance to a jam, "Feelin' on Your Booty" And after tonight, you kick it with a real one All them fake-ass niggaz you ain't even feel 'em (hell nah)