[Chorus: Collie Weed]
Hey girl, all-on me girl
Why you wan` trouble me girl
Hey girl, all-on me girl
Why you wan` trouble me girl
[Apache]
Hey girl it`s me Apache, how soon we forget
As long as I have a face, you`ll have a place to sit
What do you want or better yet what do you need ho
Links or minks, a ride, or more dough (no)
Everytime I see you your hand`s out, you`re bummin
Claimin to be a woman, I hate to see her comin
We could`ve had it all if you just chilled
That`s you with your sidewalls and you talkin the dollar bill
Stop gamin, girl I don`t hate ya
You slack in your mack game, you wicked by nature
So get sweet, slick and slide for the next man
You might catch a backhand, cause I know your gameplan
Grab a cab, be on your way, that should start ya
I like your entrance, let me see your departure
Hurry up, get away, move on the double G
Why the fuck you wanna trouble me?
[Chorus] - repeat 2X
[Collie Weed`s patoid - best guess]
Dem a ho until mi end, ta me inna end
Tell ya {?} to go, now ya fierce pussy claat
PLEASE, sexy {?} come walk wit me
Gimme likkle love an` make me feel irie
Make me {?} shake like the mango tree
Right here on da grass, right next to me
OHH OHH, I`m lone-lyyy
I wan` this young lady here just to `old me
BECAUSE, me is a {?} suit ya lovely fine
Mi need a gal who can give me likkle time
Yours are yours and, mine are mine
Dem a ho, I know de one Milo Don
Dem a ho, I know de one Collie Weed
Dem a {?} W-A-I-S-E, L-I-N-G
Gimme likkle L-O-V-I-N-G
An` me Collie Weed, that`s all I need
No get up inna temple cause I ask her to plead
Iyyah {?}, {?}
I watch out de love cause it`s me for me
Not for mi lovesick, not de money
Watch out gal, what me tight-ahh
[Collie Weed singing]
I want some lovin, and dat`s de way I`m feeelin-ah
Stop alla-de nonsense, I have no vindictive feeelin-ah
I want you to squeeze me, my sugar pie big baaty dumpling-ah
Come a likkle closer, I hafta tell you a likkle somet`ing
[Milo]
Eeny, meenie, mynie, moe
Who be the next ho to fuck with the ho pro
When I met you I was backed up, stopped up
I said come sit on my lap, let`s see what pops up
Took the bait, asked if we could go to a hotel
Took you to the crib, did you on the DL
Gave up the pussy, I took it, rocked it
Everytime I turn around you got your hands in my pocket
But I ain`t checkin for ya, your game`s too slow
I`m too tall for that so bitch act like you know
Also, you`re on the flip tip
This friendship, could end wit`cha leavin with a broke hip
Find another brother and run the same lame game
I forgot your name, so I can`t complain
Hurry up, get away, move on the double G
Why the fuck you wanna trouble me?
(Why you wan` trouble me girl?)
[Chorus] - repeat 2X
[over Chorus] This is something for the people
{*Collie Weed`s Hey echoes repeatedly*}
[at the end] Why you wan` trouble me girl?
