Hey, this song is dedicated to the girl Brenda
Brenda withWith the big breast-eses
In the ass like the black girls, girls
I love you Brenda... Brenda

[Chorus: TQ]
Oh when, oh when, oh when are you gon give me some?
Hey ma, hey ma, hey ma, when are you gon stop acting actin' dumb?
Oh when, oh when, oh when are you gon give me some?
Hey ma, hey ma, hey ma, when are you gon stop acting actin' dumb?
You told me that we was going goin' to the tele
I told you when I pull up, be ready
Now you said you said, "You can't find no one to watch your kids kids"
But why can't I thank you just get a new 'cause you don't want me to leave
Are you gon give me some?

[TQ]
What's wrong? wrong, what happened? You told me it was crackin'
I got my prophylactics, prophylactics and why you trippin' on me?
I'm tired of playing playin' games, its it's been a couple of weeks
Hey ma I'm feeling feelin' you, you say you feeling me say, "You feelin' me"
I just can't understand why we can't get our love on
Girl I want it won't hit and quit, I want won't treat you to groan wrong
LetsLet's go to the Mo tonight, mo tonight and lets let's sip a little mo' tonight
Girl don't say no tonight, you need to give me some

[Mannie Fresh]
Its It's 2002, what you gon do?
Your hot in the ass, so let lil' daddy come through
I've been hangin' with shorty for one whole week, week
I'm trying tryin' to pressure you, its it's time to freak
Now I've been holding in, holdin' in and you've been holding holdin' out
So why don't you be a nice girl and (Put put it in yo mouth!) yo' mouth
Now things don changed, why you actin' strange?
You lettin' that other niggah get in yo yo' brains?enter added
Life is like a movie baby, stick to the script
I'm Dirk Diggle dirk diggle and its it's time to hit
I ain't tryin tryin' to take your man place, hes he's alright
I'm just trying tryin' to stick it to you baby just one night
Well I gotta buy something somethin' just for you to try something? somethin'
Yeah I'll let you get something somethin' just to let me hit something somethin'
Now I know your alone when he don't come home
Pick up the phone, now I give you the boneenter added
When the kids asleep, then we can creep
I've been waiting waitin' to see you naked baby, one whole week
Time for you to give it up, let a nigga hit it up
Take in on or spill it up, swallow, don't spit it up

[Chorus: TQ, Wolf talking in background]

Oh when, oh when, oh when are you gon give me some?
Hey ma, hey ma, hey ma, when are you gon stop acting actin' dumb?
Oh when, oh when, oh when are you gon give me some?
Hey ma, hey ma, hey ma, when are you gon stop acting actin' dumb?
You told me that we was going goin' to the tele
(Yeah, you act like you don't
remember that though)
I told you when I pull up, be ready (Uh-huh, uh-huh,uh-huh,uh-huh)
Now you said you said, "You can't find no one to watch your kids (Mmm, mmm) kids"
ButI think you just scared cuz 'cuz you don't wantenter deleted
me to leave (Thats what it is)
Are you gon give me some?

[Wolf]
Now I've been fucking fuckin' with you for far too long, long
And if I don't hit tonight, I know something somethin' is wrong
You've been duggin' and divin', just running runnin' scared
Like you committed a crime, and I'm the fed
Calm motherfucker over the phone, phone
But a scary motherfucker when its it's time to get it on
You be saying sayin' freaky shit, really turning turnin' me on
Like you swallow n' spit all over the dickenter added
And you be bragging braggin' about how them niggas is strong
But the word is out, I'm seriously hung
Right now I'm ready, cuz 'cuz I'm full of that juice
I'm ready to get you in the bed, bed and knock something somethin' loose
And after that, the balls in your court
We can leave it alone, or we can go back and forth
But first things first, Ima I'm a admit
ImaI'm-a tear your ass up when you let me hit

[Greg Street]
W,B,I,T,E,C,H, W, B, I, T, E, C, H, ain't that a bitch radio
Yo check, thats that's the new jam of the day
The Big Tymers featuring big timers featurin' Wolf
YoYo' Wolf don went from the the keyboards to the mic booth
Wolf rappin rappin' now
And thats that's why you got your ass back in child support court too
Yeah she want some more money now boy, you gotta give it upenter added
You can't go to court with no punk defendant
Why you need Johnny Cochran, you rolling Cochran?
You rollin'with them Cash Money Millionaires
cash money millionaires now
Hey, big shouts out to Greg Green green
This of uhh cases that concentrated titty milk
And big shouts out to all them ladies
gettinGettin' ready for amateur night at the Flame flame
YoYo' check, if you not ready, stay your ass out the club