415 - Tic Tac (Nic Nac) lyrics

[ D-Loc ] Rich, what's up with these b**hes coppin these attitudes, man? [ Richie Rich ] Man, I don't know, I had one of these stupid hoes the other night, man [ D-Loc ] Shoulda slapped that b**h [ Richie Rich ] Talkin sh** I'ma talkin about real sh** Cause I got up out the co*k and went to handle some business [ D-Loc ] That's what you 'posed to do [ Richie Rich ] Well, I didn't really handle no business though I went and f**ed with another b**h [ D-Loc ] f** that b**h, you ain't got to be s**in up to no stupid-a** hoe [ Richie Rich ] The hoe breath was stankin and everything I offered the hoe a Tic Tac Matter of fact, the hoe name was Nic Nac... [ Richie Rich ] You're just mad cause I left the room And since I didn't come back you're actin a fool b**h, I had a knot, so I rushed up out the co*k What you thought was a knock was a hoe on jock So I skipped and you don't know why Silly muthaf**a, the co*k was dry I kept pumpin and poundin, and all I saw Was 10 more minutes of this and my dick would be straight raw Nic Nac, your breath needs a Tic Tac f**in with the Dubble-R you needs to kick back I made the "415" and "Sniches & Biches" And I be damned if a hoe will milk me for riches Just straight up dick is your option to lick f** ridin on the gold ones and material sh** It's like this, baby girl, you better survive And quit talkin sh** about the 415 So take that, Miss Nic Nac You ain't held 415 back