Various Artists - Special Ladies lyrics

I met her walking the dog, she had on shades and clogs Kicking dog sh** at her like, “I'm not these other frauds.” Coulda had a sword to my neck, she would've gave a f** b**hes in New York give a f**? My mouth's truck like I bit a range strange I'm striking out with mad lines Looked right past me like, “Nah, I'm not into black guys.” What? Would've slapped her if she said to talk to the palm She's shaking her f**ing head around, don't even got a Walkman on I stepped to the left, she kept looking straight I'm like, “This b**h is blind as f**.” and stuck my middle finger in her face You don't need rocket science to comprehend my views You with a b**h that can't see? We're bringing the whole camera crew At Saks Fifth, they ain't got sh** on my surveillance Alan f**ed with the c*nt and took the tape to his parents Live web feed show her floppy D's do I know you can't see me but we can all see you [Hook] At Cagekennylz.com, jump in the mind of madness And get sh** out on the Autobahn I'm three hundred and sixty-five Benzes Two hundred and ninety-eight BM's and three Lexes [Verse 2] What's the best part of Jersey? Get to the city for a dollar Walking down Broadway, seen her tittie through the collar Insecure, chubby with chocolate on her celly Pull her jugs to the neck line, her shirt shields her belly Got three bucks, ain't making dinner out of chips If I get in this cow's lap I can feast and f** some tits I'm like, “Hi.” that was all it took for bait She threw me on her back and sprinted to the lab but stopped for cakes My hand's full of tit on her couch unable to bend her After a Thanksgiving meal and it's f**ing December f** the Häagen-Dazs, I've been lodged in back fat Go down on me, tittie cutie pie I don't do that She threw a thigh the size of my torso on the back of my neck Made me french kiss her matted dog with its throat slit I'm like luke in a ton ton with my f**ing Timberlands hanging out the sumo's thong thong [Hook] [Verse 3] I used to talk to this chick but never got to pounce her Cause she works sixty-five hours a week as a councellor For the handicapped, scooped her working at the Gap The most I got in her was a finger after a fifty dollar dinner Went to get her from work to bring her downtown That's when I bumped into Jennifer Love Hewitt with downs I know it's a little far-fetched but it ain't a stretch Like seeing famalan its textbook Look, y'all can talk all the sh** y'all want But even Jerry Lewis would run up in this s*ut for a month Her mindstate's like she's on d** every hour Mighty Mi seen me with her and I swear the f**ing sh** out her (Alex, make love to me!) Nevermind the goofy face, it's a sport f** to me I'm balls deep, she starts to seizure and open wider I'm was about to bust so I left my f**ing dick inside her [Hook]