Lirama

I need to know, you down
To do whatever, down
To get it poppin', down
To get topless, ohh
I need to know
If you about cuttin'
Or you about frontin'
Baby I need to know

Man I spent my last eight checkses on a necklace
So I better get some sex for this, shieeeet
She want to sip up on the krisy krys like it christy-mas
And I'm saint nicholas, I got her and her sister in
That white benz, dike twins
I ain't gonna lie they only fives but together they're tens
And would I do em again? hmmm (hmmm)
It's like old folks pissin' 'cause it all depends
And it's no coke sniffin' just juice and jin
Grey goose to get you loose
They hit the nigga producin'
The track that got you movin'
This track got you movin'
So crazy you don't know what you doin'
You been tellin them jokes
And it's not a rumor, I like a girl with a sense of humor
To give me a head til it aching, it's not a tumor
So let me know what's going down before I pay for this room 'cause

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I need to know, down
To do whatever, down
To get it poppin', down
To get topless, ohh
I need to know
If you about cuttin'
Or if you about frontin'
Baby I need to know

Man if you got it you got it
And if you don't then you probably won't
Since your nigga callin' mighty gant
I never hit a lady but my game might abuse em
Vamboosh just to tell em that our jimmy choosin
Take em back to confuse em
So she don't know if she coming or going
'Cause mami after I'm cumming I'm going
Back to the show just frontin' and blowin'
Jury stuntin' and glowin'
It's like something I'm knowin'
And I been known to have a hoe or two
'Cause my diamond's yellow like a smoker tooth
I tell them step into the vocal booth
Roll a joint, smoke a few
After that I'm poking you
After that it's over boo
Baby grab your coat and pweeooom

refrain (2x)

Now there's three different levels to relationships
Balling it at the club with em
Talking and getting affectionate
Leaving and having sex with em
Kicking em out tricking no models, dimes and rats
Now I don't get into that, I kick that habbit
I just keep em impressed, let em
Seat em in lex never
Eat em unless that fucking cat looks fresh
I gotta a line in my pocket
I'm lying, I gotta nine in my pants
And baby I'm just dying for a chance
Who ready to fuck? you ready to fuck?
Oh fo shizzers, said she ready to cut
And then she grabbed my scissors
She prolly look good but what's scary to me
Henney makes hoes look like halle berry to me

refrain (2x)