| Yo, yo, yo, yo
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| Ay, ay, ay, ay, c’mon
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| Yo, yo, yo, yo, yeah-yeah-ye-yo, uh ay
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| Yo, ay, ay, ay, ay, c’mon
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| Ay look shorty tell your homegirl
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| Put the puss on the wood, make the dick go wood y’know?
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| Pimp Squad clique ya dig?
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| Big done told y’all niggas one time
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| DJ Quik in this bitch ya already know what it is ho
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| A-Town's own one Bankhead homey (Bankhead!)
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| All the way to Compton ya dig?
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| I got a bad bitch from Cali that love to blow cavi
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| Kinda bitch that suck ya dick and make you wanna get married
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| Seem like she squeeze in them jeans just barely
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| I can see the pussy pokin like your pants bustin open
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| Now we hydro blowin in the Cadillac coastin
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| On the way to the liquor store to go and pull a foursome
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| Tell her pop two of these then lemme see your knees bend
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| Hit the club find a bitch who familiar to freakin
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| Tell her shawty look, all you need is three friends
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| And get you to the suites, I’ma give you what you need then
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| Nine inches from behind on you bitches
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| 'Til your pussy need stitches and spines outta commission
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| Listen tell 'em if they’re ready to breeze
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| Bet whatever they can’t eat your pussy better than me
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| If it’s a gamble tell 'em meet me by the Phantom at 3
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| And now I’m, standin with three bitches challengin me
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| Before you know it
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| Three bitches in the back of the ride
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| Suckin dick 'til they’re satisfied
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| Fo' bitches in the back of the ride
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| Suckin titties 'til they satisfied
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| I got, five bitches in the back of the ride
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| They ass pokin from the back of they thighs
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| As I say, six bitches in the back of the ride
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| Eatin pussy 'til they satisfied, c’mon
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| Five in the morning broads at my do'
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| White Air Forces walkin 'cross the hardwood flo'
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| Open up the door don’t recognize a face
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| But was surprised by the size of her thighs and waist
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| Ay, waste no time tell her come on in
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| I’m fresh out of Grey Goose and no more Henn'
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| But shawty got a thong on and fo' mo' friends
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| See when you live like the man ye ain’t gotta pretend
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| I got her kissin in the mouth on the couch in the den
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| Then I put it in right up over her chin
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| Tell her rub in your face, it’ll clear up your skin
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| And that’s with all due respect, I ain’t tryin to offend ya
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| It’s, like I told you when we met at the club
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| You in the, wrong place if you were lookin for love
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| I’m fin' to find a couple freaks, buy a bottle and dip
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| Y’all oughta be followin Tip to holler and miss, I got
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| I’m dope, I’m bomb, I’m wounded and I’m so feeble
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| Can’t believe the bullshit I’m gettin from these people
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| If I go to San Diego, I can’t get no bitch
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| Because the B-Dawgs beat the shit out of 'em all, and they tragic
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| Bitin off they nipples and bash 'em like y’all savage
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| Pullin out they hair got they self esteem damaged
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| I still love pussy but I don’t eat the shit that comes with it
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| You can keep it if I can’t hit and quit it because
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| It’s D-J Q-U-I-C-K who you thought it was
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| C-O-M-P-T-O-N, flossin the proper buzz
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| I cut my perm out so I wouldn’t look burned out
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| A young thug geekin off these beats that I churned out
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| I’m bad, I’m the Mad Hatter, wish I was fatter
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| But that’s a dream weighin on my life like a triple beam
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| A life that simple seems harder to fathom
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| So I’m in Manhattan and Harlem gettin at 'em, in a Bentley
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| Three bitches in the back of the ride
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| Suckin dick until they satisfied
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| Fo' bitches in the back of the ride
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| Lickin nipples 'til they satisfied
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| We got, five bitches in the back of the ride
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| They ass pokin out the back of they thighs
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| Six bitches in the back of the ride
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| Spendin money cause we satisfied |