Yo what's the deal miss?
I'm sayin tho'let me know somethin right now
Y'know we been dancin all night
I been buyin you drinks all night and shit
You goin home with a nigga or what?
Tell me somethin! Uhh
Chorus: Big L (repeat 2X)
Whattup misswho you hidin wit?
Who you slidin wit? Who you ridin wit?
We can jump in the SL
Rent a room at the best 'tel
I make it last cause I sex well
Henn Rock and Alize I get drunk off
Whattup miss? Get wit a real man and cut that punk off
E'rythang gon' be alright
I been - watchin you watch me all night
I asked honey her name and she told me Celeste
She had big breastshoney had me harder than a Spanish test
We on the dancefloorgettin our boogie on
I see the haters watchin me with they hoodies on
Tryin to peep the ice under the sleeve
I'm like"It's time to breeze" told honey"Let's leave"
Took her to Ema G's(?)got some eggs and cheese
Grits fishcakes and orange juicefreshly squeezed
When she finished her mealI said"What's the deal
for real - you goin home or you tryin to chill?"
She got closewhispered somethin slow in my ear
and it ain't hard to tell where we goin from here
I ain't on that hatin stuff
I was feelin shorty then the bitch told me she was datin Puff
I'm a average niggathen she said she was in the 6
my relationshipwith that nigga called Jigga
I'ma compete with that? I'm a corner nigga sellin crack
Guess I gotta be a ballplayin nigga to bone Da Brat
One bitchI ain't even wanna fuck
She runnin aroundall open off Kurupt
The hoe I thoughtwas gon' be real easy
told me she got a man and he's some beatmakin nigga named Stevie
What's wrong with these hoes? I'ma fly nigga
I don't wanna go flip Mo' to Rah Digga
or Miss Lopezbitch no feds
She used to be in the Bronxrockin Pro Keds
with some Dominican 'dro headsridin on top this
on the back of mopedstitties all out - what what?
Is yo' game rusty? Around yo' damenever trust me
Cause soon as you blink I'ma slide her off then bust three
And I only lay pipe to dimes
A lot of niggaz I know are takin care of kids that might be mines
I love to go lowI'm freaky like that
I never get caught creepin cause I'm sneaky like thatuhh
It ain't my fault your girl be hoe-hoppin
And matter of factthe last time you gave her loot to go shoppin
honey picked me up some dope shirts
It's because of me why she's walkin crooked and her throat hurts
I hate to waitcause I'm not on the patient tip
Just hit me offwe don't need a relationship
And when you mention my nameit ring a bell
Ask any femalenobody do it like L
I met this chick Rhondawho pushed the black Honda
Took her to the crib and bombed her with this big brown anaconda
Uhh.. Flamboyant Entertainment
NFL.. one-three-nineLenox Ave
That's how we doyeah..
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