I swear to God, boy my girl love this song It has that affect joe yeah Here we go Hey lil mama keep doin you and f** these otha hoes dey got nothin on you hey these otha niqqas cant do what i do here she give me head till her face turn blue yeah-yeah-yeah thats my girl here she go hard she aint worried by you niqqas she aint even stuntin yall And in 5 more minutes shell be comin out dem drawers and my money 8'9 da-da-damn dats tall heard you workin with yo boyfriend couldnt get it togetha why settle for malt liquor when you cud have better arguin all the time, damn i know you fed up big money poppin tell homey get his bread up And girl this bow, you talkin to a prince i let my money speak but i dont talk sense, look i only talk dollaz shawty im on fire three girlfriends im a young frankie lymon she know i like to smoke yep im a pothead she went " from a mazda to ridin in a drop head " i took her outta hooters, man she aint gotta work a** so big, its fallen out ha miniskirt face like Halle, body like Alicia, this a perfect picture call it Mona Lisa All my boys like her, let her meet my mother black card bound no visa or discover stains in my sheets, this girl gets sloppy wet sweatin all over , bow loves sloppy s** shoe game proper, bad game crazy want a real niqqa, well here i go baby she hotter than the sun no grant hill baby runnin to ya love, i dash like Stacy i seen alotta women but none like yo kind i usually dont trick but yo a** to fine walk like a model, got hella swagga treat her like groceries,i knew i had to bag her told her like the rock, i came to lay a smack down i aint talkn laptop , she know i put my mac down you baby - nothin on you baby i had fun with dis sh** cause i cud do this sh** yeah for the ladies i dunno im just f**in off in the studios had some free time niqqa