Tell a nigga.. telephone, two-way that motherfucker Somebody let him know.. that nigga His bitch is out of
It was me and yo' broad, ridin in my She tried to on top of me and slide on my lap I hold on baby, we almost to the spot We gon' do somethin nasty, 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 night we was drunk, stinkin dirty motherfuckers Stayed up all night, 'til can't touch us When we down on the beach, in the sand in I done found me a freak, got my hand in her panties She was in the water, MAN she was wet So I her on her back, I pulled her panties to the left I her.. naww baby, we ain't do it too soon Straighten up dress, let's go up to my room your man you was lost, ran into a boss Then I opened that ass up a can of sauce
We don't like those Sucker ass niggaz know how we rock can't even handle it When you tell the truth, they can't a bitch We don't like those lame run the other way when the game starts Cause they don't what to do Don't lie tell me why would I fuck you
hatin since we datin the same lady Don't hate the player, hate the baby I her style, she's kinda wild And when we do it we don't waste goin out We into it like the X-Rated with 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 need to creep, you she's a freak Take it all, 'til the balls, in her jaws Then she off them drawers, let me hit them sugar walls And when I'm done havin fun tryin to be a 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 around the town and try to for her Cause yo' wife's a hoe, you like to know If she see a big dick, she go..
I her eye, she witcha man, stop starin Stop the lies, there's no You wanna well let's go; I got a magic carpet with vogues I'm nice to the but I'm hard on the hoes And you jump in my car bumpin "Freaky Tales" You told me pull it out, you wanna see it's I know your type girl, you fin' to wait That's how a pimp taste ridin on the It's in your mouth, you wanna scream and shout You can or spit, when the cream comes out - bitch! Just tell your man Cause whores start wars when they know can I understand, you wanna 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 feel 'em (hell nah)