| Sittin' at the stop light lookin at hoes | |
| Peeping out this bitch in her black | |
| Girsauds Windows rolled up tight, top was closed | |
| Blowin swisher sweet smoke out my nose | |
| Open up the door and asked the bitch what's up | |
| Lookin' at me crazy, | |
| I'm like bitch what's up | |
| She asked about my woman, | |
| I said my woman at home | |
| I asked about her nigga, she said her nigga was gone | |
| I got my pencil and got her digits and things | |
| And after three or four days | |
| I gave that bitch a ring | |
| We started talkin and | |
| I dropped some shit | |
| Gave her some game and now | |
| I got that bitch | |
| Now she wants to give your homie some ass | |
| But there's just one question | |
| I got to ask [Verse 2] | |
| I called my homie, told my homie it's on | |
| Gotta few hoes that wanna moan and groan | |
| They on they way | |
| I just hung up the phone | |
| And we gone be like | |
| Marvin Gaye, nigga, gettin' it on | |
| But you gots to keep your head right | |
| And make these bitches feel at home | |
| Cause these | |
| Bitches got they head tight | |
| And furthermore, they bringin' weed | |
| Just kick back nigga follow my lead [Verse 3] | |
| Hung up the horn and the hoes arrived | |
| Three tight young tenders, them hoes was live | |
| Rolled herself a wooler, told her fade me true | |
| Cock bustin at the seams of her | |
| Daisy Dukes | |
| Ass fatter than a motherfuckin quota hoe | |
| Ready to take one of these bitches to the slaughterhouse | |
| Got my shirt over my dick cuz it's hardened to fuck | |
| Cuz I get real daddy wantin to fuck | |
| It's about time to put the game in attack | |
| Tapped and told her what's her name in the back | |
| Got em in my room about to hop in the tub | |
| My homie walked in, "shit, brad, what's up?" | |
| TOld my homie put it down we spend to act a fool | |
| The hoe said "cool, hop yo ass in the pool I wanna polish up your tool." | |
| But it's just one thing before you do |
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