Lyrics Language: Scots Song writer/composer(s): Meekaaeel Muhammed, Christopher Wallace, Charlie Wilson, Ronald Nathan Bell, Donald Boyce, Robert Kelly, Robert Spike Mickens, Claydes Smith, Robert Bell, George Melvin Brown, Black Mambo, Osten S Harvey, Otha Nash, Dennis Thomas, Earl Toon, R. Dean Taylor, Richard Westfield
You see I don't sweat these hoes
I keep 'em in flavors like Timbos 'n' Jibos
Bitches just like to play the Merigo
Yer, we know drop the scenario
It was me, D, the M P V
The blunts and brew things knockers and Wu-Tang
M E T H O shit
Look at those lips and hips on that bitch, girl
We hit the crib so I can drop my macadoshar shit
Like the blunt clip and recognize a pimp
Read Mr., speak the G's obsolete
Don't sleep bang the skims in the week
On the creep of the avenue
I seen her on the block who she rappin' to?
That's my nigga D damn he got G
Now she fuckin' him and fuckin' me see
Me casa, you casa
O, I ain't lookin' for no wife, I just wanna give dick to ya
Hit the club, drink ass on ice but ya
Hit the pussy good, am I doing the thing for you?
Girl, show me how ya work that thing
You make a motherfuckin' thug wanna sing
And baby, baby, can't you see?
We gonna fuck 'til 6 in the morning
Now I play her far like a move player star
She still sweatin' me hard because I'm a rap star
I be cruisn' up the block I be passin' her
Pimpin' hard with the female passenger
And the only time I call to hang
Is when me and deep blood is up scheming on the gang bang
She shoulda used her intuition
Then she wouldn't be classified in that position
Listen, she sayin' I dissed her 'coz I'm fuckin' her sister
A message to the fellers that really gets some piss, uh
But she started that fuckin' family
She fucked ma man D, so why she mad at me?
Fuckin' sister look better than you
Give head better than you, pussy, gets wetter than you
So break the fuck out like a rash
I glad I ain't spend no cash to hit your nasty ass
Red bones to lift ons dubies
Hip huggers to show off ya booty
I'm hangin' with the best of them sleep
If you want I'm a veteran
When I show up to the club it's VIP
I'll be dancin' in the club if it's B.I.G
I'm not lookin' to find a wife
Just someone to make a friend of mine
Me casa, you casa
O, I ain't lookin' for no wife, I just wanna give dick to ya
Hit the club, drink ass on ice but ya
Hit the pussy good, am I doing the thing for you?
Girl, show me how ya work that thing
You make a motherfuckin' thug wanna sing
And baby, baby, can't you see?
We gonna fuck 'til 6 in the morning
I roll up off rack and polla
I'm so high when I walk in the club
I see this chick that used to get the dick
Now she freakin' on the floor, makin' a nigger reminisce
Oh, I want her back in ma ride, back in ma ride
I want no girlfriend
See I just wanna hit it and we can be cool
We can do this if you feelin' the same I do
Come on girl, let's go to ma hotel
Have a party all night in ma hotel
Pop bubble smoke dope in ma hotel
In 20 minutes girl, hit me on ma self
Me casa, you casa
O, I ain't lookin' for no wife, I just wanna give dick to ya
Hit the club, drink ass on ice but ya
Hit the pussy good, am I doing the thing for you?
Girl, show me how ya work that thing
You make a motherfuckin' thug wanna sing
And baby, baby, can't you see?
We gonna fuck 'til 6 in the morning
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