Got Some Teeth My Favorite Song lyrics

(*talking in background*)

[Obie Trice - talking]
WOO!
Damn ..
There`s a lot of bitches up in here tonight boy
I`m about to get drunk
Let`s hold down, sleep
Where the bar at?
(*crashing noise*)

[Verse 1]
Okay, okie dokey Obie`s here
No more focus, hobo`s got a career
And I like your brassiere and there`s a party in here
And I`m ready to talk naughty in Veronica`s ear
She erotic and it`s hot, saw Heineken beer
Put it to the side and invite here to `Cheers`
Pull up a chair, swear no drama
Therefore player your workin with a MONSTER (*yelling*)
I ain`t got time to waste, let`s vacate the place
Shut blinds and drapes, grind to your face in a grimy state
Concentrate, you will find that your bound to get
But we found what`s fate
We can watch two incredible mates masterbate
Why settle and wait
Let`s escalate to the nearest who bang
To your rear is on the mirrors and they smearin booty cheeks
C`mon

[Chorus] - 2X
So this is my favorite song
Now sing along when the DJ throws it on
And if I leave here tonight and I fall asleep
And wake up, (*sound of water dropping*), hopefully she got some teeth

[Verse 2]
Okay holy moly derriere
Look around the club booty everywhere
She caught me starin
And my homies darin me to approach Karen
She`s model material, but she got a venereal
Tons of baby fathers`, baby bottles and cereal
She holla cause I got a lot of genedio
The DJ`s playin Obie song on the steady-o
And she`s impaired and she wants to be headin home
With the real thing not the dildo clone
And I know I don`t wanna be headin home
With some double D`s full of silicon
Ten hoodrat chicks surround me outside
Found me outside, clown me outside
`Til I flip out and they found me outside
Cussin at the bitches screamin `off to they rides!`

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Okay rolie polies everywhere (*horse naying noise*)
Gotta find a slim chick`s atmosphere
Obesity`s glarin and she got me fearin
She`s gonna come over here and try to eat me literal (*crunching noise*)
-ly, like a box of Cherrios
Carry cupcakes and chocolate Tootsie rolls
I`m outta order cause I gotta big girl disorder
So better cover up that blubber or I`ll split (*feet running away noise*)
And I ain`t got time to play
Let`s investigate another place today
Ladies less in weight and the dress they shape
Dresses pettite, no window drapes

[Obie Trice - talking]
Word to mother, they god damn Opera and beans
Got ya Opera and jeans
Seems to me a little lean cuisine
Wouldn`t hurt much, hot don`t touch

[Chorus]

[Outro - Obie Trice - talking]
Haha, haha, ha
You gotta have teach baby
It just wouldn`t look right
Look, me big lips ..
You no teeth, it wouldn`t work
You know what I`m sayin
Haha ha, yeah
I`m feelin good
Shady Record man
Obie Trice
C`mon