Obie Trice - Got some teeth (censored) lyrics

Wew! D*mn! Alotta b*tches up in here tonight boy! I'm bout ta get drunk! Throw down! Where da ballers at?! (Verse 1) O.K. okey dokey Obie's here No more focus on hoes dat got a career And I like ya persire There's a party in here And I'm ready ta talk naughty in Veronica's ear She arotic and hot so a Hieniken beer Pull her ta da side and invite her ta Cheers Pull up a chair swear no drama Prepare fa a player workin witta monster I ain't got time ta waste Let's vacate Wit blinds and drapes Blind to ya face In da grind me state Concentrate You o find dat you bound da bate We found da space We can watch 2 incredible mace masterbate Why settle and wait Let's escalate To da nearest apay Se ya reerers On da mirrors In deez mirror booty chicks! (Chorus) Dis is my favorite song Now sing along When da D.J. throws it on And if I leave here tonight and I fall asleep Wake up hoppin dat she got some teeth! (Verse 2) O.K. holy moly dary air Look around da club booty everywhere She caught me starin And my homeys darin Ta aprouch Karen She's my material But she got a banario Tons o baby fathers holdin bottles and cerial She holla cause I got alot a danadio And da D.J.'s playin Obie's song on da sterio And she apears like she wants da be headin home Wit da real thang not da dil*o clone And I know I don't wanna be headin home Wit some double D's fulla cylacone Ten hood-rat chinks gon surround me outside Found me outside Clown me outside Till I flipped out and dey found me outside Kussin at da b*tches sayin off to da side! (Verse 3) O.K. rolly pollys everywhere Gotta get inside dis chicks atmosphere Obie's blarin Got me fearin Dat she o come over here and try ta eat me literal Ly Like a box a cheerios Eat da cupcakes and chocolate tootsie rolls I'm on da order Cause I got a big girl disorer So I gotta cover up dat blub before I split And I ain't got time ta play Let's investigate Another place ta date Dey less await In da dress dey shape Dress is pateat no window drapes Word ta mother Dat *** **** ocer and beans Got chya Oprah in jeans Seems ta me A low Lean Quizeen Wouldn't hurt much Ah don't touch! Ha ha ha ha! You gotta have teeth baby! It just wouldn't look right! Look me big lips! You no teeth! It wouldn't work ya know what I'm sayin! Ha ha ha! Yeah! I'm feelin good! Shady records man! Obie Trice! C'mon!