Music Service


1995 - Rap
# Debut Chart
6 Jan '95 Hot 100
4 Jan '95 R&B
38 Apr '01 Single Sales


To all the ladies in the place with style and grace Allow me to lace these lyrical douches in your bushes Who rock grooves and make moves with all the mommies The back of the club, sippin' Moet, Is where you'll find me The back of the club, mackin' hoes, my crews behind me Mad question askin', blunt passin', music blastin' But I just can't quit 'Cause one of these honies Biggie gots ta creep with Sleep with, keep the ep a secret why not Why blow up my spot 'cause we both got hot Now check it, I got more Mack than Craig and in the bed Believe me sweety I got enough to feed the needy No need to be greedy I got mad friends with Benzs C-notes by the layers, true fuckin' players Jump in the Rover and come over Tell your friends jump in the GS3, I got the chronic by the tree [CHORUS] Throw your hands in the air, if youse a true player To the honies gettin' money playin' niggaz like dummies If you got a gun up in your waist Please don't shoot up the place 'Cause I see some ladies tonight Who should be havin' my baby Bay-bee Straight up honey really I'm askin' Most of these niggaz think They be mackin' but they be actin' Who they attractin' with that line, What's your name what's your sign Soon as he buy that wine I just creep up from behind And ask what your interests are, who you be with Things to make you smile, what numbers to dial You gon' be here for a while, I'm gon' go call my crew You go call your crew We can rendezvous at the bar around two Plans to leave, throw the keys to Lil Cease Pull the truck up, front, and roll up the next blunt So we can steam on the way to the telly go fill my belly A t-bone steak, cheese eggs and Welchs grape Conversate for a few, 'cause in a few, we gon' do What we came to do, ain't that right boo Forget the telly we just go to the crib And watch a movie in the jacuzzi Smoke ls while you do me

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[repeat CHORUS] In mansion and Benzs Givin' ends to my friends and it feels stupendous Tremendous cream, fuck a dollar and a dream Still tote gats strapped with infrared beams Choppin' os, smokin' live optimos Money hoes and clothes all a nigga knows A foolish pleasure, whatever I had to find the buried treasure, So grams I had to measure However living better now, Gucci sweater now Drop top BMs I'm the man girlfriend Honey check it Tell your friends, to get with my friends And we can be friends Shit we can do this every weekend Aight? Is that aight with you? Yeah... keep bangin' [repeat CHORUS]


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