telegram; two-way that motherfucker
somebody let him know. tell that nigga
his bitch is out of pocket
she tried to climb on top of me and slide on my lap
we gon' do somethin nasty
with all this lust you got
i fucked her on the floor then we got up in the bed
can't remember what we did
stinkin dirty motherfuckers
when we down on the beach
done got my hand in her panties
she was playin in the water
so i laid her on her back
i pulled her panties to the left
tell your man you was lost
then i opened that ass up like a can of sauce
we don't like those lollypops
sucker ass niggaz don't know how we rock
they can't even handle it
we don't like those lame marks
that run the other way when the game starts
cause they don't know what to do
don't lie tell me why would i fuck with you
stop hatin since we datin the same lady
and when we do it we don't waste time goin out
we into it like the x-rated flick with no plot
don't hesitate and don't stop 'til we on top
she got a dude - but what i gotta prove?
then she take off them drawers
let me hit them sugar walls
and when i'm done havin fun tryin to be a player
she kiss my thang goodbye and say i'll see you later
now if you can't take it mayne you need a good girl
take a ride around the town and try to look for her
she might go. i watched her eye
you wanna ride well let's go; i got a magic carpet with vogues
i'm nice to the ladies but i'm hard on the hoes
and when you jump in my car bumpin freaky tales"