[Shyne]
Yeah, yeah
This ones for my Brooklyn playboys
This ones for my L.A. playboys
This ones for my Chi-town playboys
ATL, down south
NC, SC
Where you be?
Come on, just play it with me
[Shyne]
When it come to hoes, we don`t love not one
Fuckin a friend ain`t no option
It`s a must, her friend assists like Stockton
When we fuck, I gotta have two not one
She know a freaky nigga like me
Get her wet then I`m out like strike three
No doubt, make her girlfriend eat her out
After we fuck then the exit beat her out
Believe me, we don`t love them hoes
Break out, after we dug them hoes
You wanna stay bitch, what`cha talkin `bout?
Get your shoes on, and start walkin on
Hook: Slimm Shyne
Get out, I don`t wanna hug you
Get out, bitch I don`t love you
Get out, what`cha talkin `bout
Get your shoes on and start walkin
[Shyne]
You know you hittin, you got me lickin the hole
Before I`m stickin the hole up in my face
In the place most niggas don`t see love drug baby
I`m about to O.D. cocaine pussy
One stroke be a whole ki
You`re feminine, hood from heaven an`
I`ll do anything, orals to S and M
Keep you satisfied, back ?certified?
Come and take a ride, I`ll be your great adventure
Tell ya friends I bent`cha, who sent`cha?
Must`a been God, my bedroom angel taken
Lovin the curves as you purr while im stroking
Grabbin ya hair, dont`cha dare shed a tear
You a good girl, don`t cry
Shake that thang that I give
Throw ya back as I dig
Like a broke matress you had me sprung out
But ain`t nothin changed you got to get out