The Hood Internet - Put In On My Chk Chk Chk (Rhymefest Vs !!!) lyrics

Put it on my stick Put, put it on my stick Put, put it on my chk chk chk Now Columbus discovered America (yeah) And look, and I just found me some Erika (hi!) Back it up, put it all in this area (ooh) You send the vibe like a messenger carrier And wait - I just got off of work and all And I ain't think I'd meet a chick that could work it all Move in, you ain't gotta go work at all Now first of all, I ain't thirsty y'all I just wanna sit-sit and drink wit'chu And then get you tip-tip, tipsy too Forget myself then I start pah-payin you Girl you know that ain't true, I'm just playin wit'chu C'mon, now I ain't fin' to get soft or trick off Blindfold yourself, spin around and get lost I put my dick all around your mouth like lip gloss Girl you better "Jump" like Kris-Kross before I make ya Put it on my stick, put it, put, put it on my stick Put it on my stick, put it, put, put it on my stick (Back it up, back it up) Put it on my stick Put it, put, put it on my stick (Back it up, back it up) And put it on my stick (Back it up, back it up) And put it on my stick Now Ben Franklin found 'lectricity And it's electric when you be kissin me (muah!) Let me take you on a ride through history Before the fame and her a** was dissin me But hoe! .. Don't get up and leave This the part of the show you won't believe David Blaine gon' complain when he see me On BET, and MTV And girrrrrrrrrl, skip the entourage It's a two-seater Porsche in my garage I'ma take you out the hood like bon voyage! Introduce you to stars and it ain't no mirage My radio, believe me I like it loud I be outside of the club and movin the crowd Then I get her to the crib to remove the blouse Look baby no mistakes allowed, you better turn around and oooh Put it on my stick, put it, put, put it on my stick Put it on my stick, put it, put, put it on my stick (Back it up, back it up) Put it on my stick Put it, put, put it on my stick (Back it up, back it up) And put it on my stick (Back it up, back it up) And put it on my stick Farrakhan just marched with a million men But I got a million dollars in fives and tens Back it up on my lap, I'm ready to spend Put it all on the table I'm ready to win Woo! Woo~! .. Now you ready to bend? And she sayin that it hurt but I barely was in Livin life carefree is still like a sin God let me start over, and do it again Like OHHH-OHHHH, OHHH-OHHHH These hoes is on the flo'! Work it out