| What’s up motherfuckers?
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| I need to know is V-A up in this bitch?
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| New York, St. Louis, Chicago, Philly, LA, Atlanta
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| I’m diggin' that
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| But how about the ladies that got a head full of fake weave or braids
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| Holla at ya peoples
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| Oh! |
| C’mon
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| Ooh baby let me fix my weave
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| Touch me up and let me fix my weave
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| You could pick me up about a quarter to 3
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| Before I walk in the club I gotta fix my weave
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| (Oh) Baby fix my weave
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| Baby baby let me fix my weave
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| On the highway I do above 90
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| (woo-woo) pull me over get the fake ID
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| I met a guy named Tommy
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| Very charming
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| He was on me like cheese be on macaroni
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| His game real tight making me so horny
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| Fine enough for us to fuck and be his baby mommy
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| You really don’t know me
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| So I moves it slowly
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| Brush up and let him hold me
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| Let me spit some baloney
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| Baby you could call me
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| If you go down on me
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| But you got to back up off me
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| Wearing cubic zirconia
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| I told him, «Baby let me fix my weave
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| I got a hair out of place and use a fake ID.»
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| Pepe LePew voulez vous ooh oui
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| You want to misdemeanor me
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| You gotta spend more G’s (ohhwee)
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| Ooh baby let me fix my weave
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| Touch me up and let me fix my weave
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| You could pick me up about a quarter to 3
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| Before I walk in the club I gotta fix my weave
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| (Oohwee) Baby fix my weave
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| Baby baby let me fix my weave
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| On the highway I do above 90
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| (woo-woo) pull me over get the fake ID
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| I used to date a guy named Chris
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| Sloppy with his kiss
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| But he was good with his tongue
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| I called him Mr. Young One
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| Mr. Young One had a big ding-dong
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| Balls the size of ping-pong
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| I had him souped like won-ton
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| I put the beat on
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| And on my ass he skeet on
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| I put the heat on young gun
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| Fresh meat he season
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| Yes, yes we used to creep down the beach
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| He was insane like Rick James
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| And with a mask he’s Superfreak
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| I told him, «Gimme cash to fix my weave
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| And I don’t want no excuses 'bout your baby mommy
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| Cause your child support money don’t fix my weave
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| And you know nigga please me no fuck for free.»
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| Ooh baby let me fix my weave
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| Touch me up and let me fix my weave
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| You could pick me up about a quarter to 3
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| Before I walk in the club I gotta fix my weave
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| (Oh) Baby fix my weave
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| Baby baby let me fix my weave
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| On the highway I do above 90
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| (woo-woo) pull me over get the fake ID
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| I got a call from Joe
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| He used to call me J. Lo
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| Hey-lo, how you doing?
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| Used to ask who I was screwing
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| Joe was pursuing
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| Sex was good all «ooh-in»
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| Moan he was grown
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| He would fuck me 'til the mo’nin'
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| I used to get vex when he would sex another bitch
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| Said «Baby don’t trip, just like Ben I’m rich»
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| Jen don’t bitch, then Miss don’t bitch
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| Lopez get rich, call me Miss Affleck
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| I tell him, «Baby I need a new weave
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| Because my tracks feel whack, I want to hit the party
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| You want to play like Ben then give me your keys
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| Cause even Jen drive a Benz to go fix a weave.»
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| Ooh baby let me fix my weave
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| Touch me up and let me fix my weave
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| You could pick me up about a quarter to 3
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| Before I walk in the club I gotta fix my weave
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| (Oh) Baby fix my weave
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| Baby baby let me fix my weave
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| On the highway I do above 90
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| (woo-woo) pull me over get the fake ID
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| To the heavy weave cities
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| Miami, Jersey, D.C., the Carolinas, Detroit, Louisville, Ohio, to all the
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| Projects
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| To the beauty salons, and curling irons stitching in that? |
| hair
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| Okay, oohwee yeah fix your weave
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| Straight up like a perm you heard |