She was a brown skin, honey that love hip hop Cut off tank-top, she make your whole face Hotbox, like it or not, she don't what I got She got her own knot in stocks
And in the backwoods, she plans to me off Suck me off and say, I must be off Tryin' to smoke X, the Cali kush is makin' her cough She hate wearin' her clothes, she keeps takin 'em off
At the Palms Hotel on a night Attack each other like animals 'til the sky turn Make it a night to remember, she tellin' her sista Then her sista turned and told the shit to Melissa
Then Melissa got my number, started me pictures In all of different positions, man, this bitch on a mission Listen, a man is a man, gon' handle his I ain't a bad guy, just with scandalous bitches
I remember when Xzibit used to push in a I met this chick from the Valley, she said she me badly Now this is in Cali because the homies is savy Bitches be givin' to niggaz and callin 'em Daddy
She in a brand new Lexus, just moved from She came to California to and be that next bitch Takin' naked pictures, to gain more acceptance get some jobs, try to politic some connections
I said for X to the Z My homie picked through my instead of talkin' to me He fell in love with her ass and while she casin' his Tryin' to tell nigga what he got up in his safe
About the big hundred and them bricks to match Forever watchin' his back, therefore he never And when her nigga attack, he got a in his britches He ain't a bad guy, just dealin' with bitches
I met this girl the 'Natti, I got along with her daddy I made it up in my mind, this is the girl marry Now when you wanna get married, the preparation is You want your weight to get carried, you your skeletons buried
She out to California next to me in a hurry Her reputation was dirty but yo, that disturb me I to stop the insanity, try to have me a family Started checkin' my and brought her back to reality
Left her ring on the dresser, adios, I'm travelin' home the road, I hear she fuckin' with Usher Now Usher even know me but I got love for the homie though everybody around me be thinkin' he corny
She denied everythin', said the was phony On the cryin', she love me, said she wanted to hold me "Yo, he ain't shit to me, Alvin, I was into his album was some bullshit, I'm sorry, I'm better without him"
So I'm off to Miami, got invited to By Mr. himself, yo, I ain't hatin' nobody Now when we walk in the party, yep, guess who I Lyin' bitch, said she was callin' N.Y.C.
He started wipin' the sweat off of her and her chest And she gave him a peck and then she looked to the left And when she it was X, she started cryin' and trippin' And dude was lookin' confused, the scene, it be written
Now he just pluckin' his chickens, I ain't gon' him or diss him I'm from the Coast where niggaz don't be fightin' for bitches A little over-dramatic, in Rome I called him a In front of of people, funny but shouldn't have done that
I was makin' a joke, I mean to offend when I introduced Destiny's Child as Boyz II Men Listen, a man is a man, handle his business I ain't a bad guy, just with scandalous bitches
X, you get tired of, um talkin' to you about 'Pimp My Ride'?