She was a brown skin, ebony honey love hip hop Cut off tank-top, she make your whole face Hotbox, like it or not, she care what I got She got her own dealin' in stocks
And in the backwoods, she to dust me off Suck me off and then say, I be off Tryin' to smoke with X, the Cali is makin' her cough She hate wearin' her clothes, she keeps takin 'em off
At the Palms Hotel on a Friday Attack other like animals 'til the sky turn bright it a night to remember, she went tellin' her sista Then her sista turned around and the shit to Melissa
Melissa got my number, started sendin' me pictures In all type of positions, man, this bitch on a mission Listen, a man is a man, handle his business I ain't a bad guy, just dealin' with scandalous
I remember when Xzibit used to in a Caddy I met this chick from the Valley, she said she wanted me Now this is common in Cali the homies is savy Bitches be givin' money to and callin 'em Daddy
She in a brand new Lexus, just from Texas She to California to model and be that next bitch naked pictures, tryin' to gain more acceptance Maybe get some jobs, try to politic connections
I appreciate for X to the Z My homie picked through my trash of talkin' to me He fell in love with her ass and while she casin' his Tryin' to tell another nigga he got up in his safe
About the big hundred and them bricks to match Forever watchin' his back, therefore he relax And when her attack, he got a slug in his britches He a bad guy, just dealin' with scandalous bitches
I met this girl the 'Natti, I got along with her daddy I made it up in my mind, this is the girl I'ma Now you wanna get married, the preparation is scary You want your weight to get carried, you want skeletons buried
She moved out to next to me in a hurry Her reputation was dirty but yo, that didn't me I want to the insanity, try to have me a family Started checkin' my phone and her back to reality
Left her on the dresser, adios, motherfucker I'm travelin' home the road, I hear she fuckin' with Usher Now Usher even know me but I got love for the homie Even everybody around me be thinkin' he corny
She denied everythin', the rumors was phony On the phone cryin', she love me, she wanted to hold me "Yo, he shit to me, Alvin, I was just into his album That was some bullshit, I'm sorry, I'm better him"
So I'm off to Miami, got invited to By Mr. Raymond himself, yo, I hatin' nobody Now when we walk in the party, yep, who I see? bitch, said she was callin' from N.Y.C.
He started wipin' the sweat off of her face and her And then she gave him a peck and then she to the left And when she seen it was X, she cryin' and trippin' And dude was lookin' confused, the scene, it be written
Now he just his chickens, I ain't gon' sock him or diss him I'm from the Coast where niggaz don't be fightin' for bitches A over-dramatic, in Rome I called him a fagot In front of millions of people, funny but have done that
I was makin' a joke, I didn't mean to Like when I introduced Child as Boyz II Men Listen, a man is a man, gon' handle his I ain't a bad guy, just dealin' with bitches
X, you ever get of, um Motherfuckers talkin' to you about My Ride'?