HOOK
While the self proclaimed players push and shove
On the dancefloor crowded with the pigeons and scrubs
You can find Big JUGZ in the back of the club
Smokin` my bud gettin` shown nothing but love
I walk past the bodyguards with the herb-in-my-boot
No batty man bizness-straight like ya perm-at-the-roots
Got no time for thuggin` out I`m concerned-with-the-loot
Back when you were learnin`-to-shoot--I was murderin`-groups
Now 18 year old gulls say I heard-he-was-cute...
And nasty as he wanna be...worse-than-Luke
...Not a player--I`m the coach signin` short skirt-recruits
While you in the bathroom tryin` to jerk-loose-some-juice
I`m over-by-the-bar--smokin`-cigars
Convincing broads with D-Cups to open-they-bras
Seein` which one I can get alone-in-the-car
Retreat around the back--and bone-under-the-stars
But that`s later...right now JUGZ is gettin`-wet
Sippin` Hennessy X...checkin` the sillouettes
Of available honeys with the potential for givin`-sex
Ignorin` niggas-threats--rollin` funny cigarettes
HOOK
While ya`ll stuck-on-the-line-in-the-front
I`m in the back twisted--stuffin`-whole-dimes-in-a-blunt
Stay puffin`-any-kind-that-you-want...politicing
With them all about cuttin-hoes-grindin`-they-rumps
Tellin` me my rhymes-is-crunk...gassin`-my-head
They said they like the real cuz talkin` fashion-is-dead
I`m fixated on they bodies--all that ass-and-them-legs
Askin`-instead How can I get ya ass-in-my-bed?
Got the ginseng drink for the task-that`s-ahead
If they man talk shit then I`m blastin`-the-lead
I`m pass-the-edge...already had way-too-much-liquor
Checkin` out a stallion comin` this way-who-much-thicker
I yelled through the crowd Hey hooooo!-to-fukk-with-her
She looked at me and said You way-too-rough-Mister...
(Who me?) What are you one of those thug-emcees?
Even so you still the type I’d love-to-squeeze!
That was my cue--I knew shawt dug-the-steez
I said Now look look you bubbly but please don’t tug-on-me!
Here have a drink baby gull...puff-some-trees
And let me palm the seat of ya dungarees...
HOOK
Dudes be mean-muggin`-me...talking about
They baby mama is some chick they just seen-huggin`-me
What I look like? Jack Tripper? This ain`t Three`s-Company
I got no time for that--I`d rather burn this green-shrubbery
They whole team-scrubs-to-me...ridin`-the-pine
Mad cuz half they broke crew still outside-in-the-line
And it`s been like this since I decided-to-rhyme
Fortunately Smith&Wesson...provided-the-nine
....JUGZ keep more-protection-than-Trojenz
Up in the VIP before-the-section-was-open
Gettin` in gulls heads like Hannibal-Lector-probin`
One Nite Stands, Casual-Sex-is-the-slogan
Downing a couple-more-Jack-and-Cokes
Chicks mad--I`m getting in trouble-for-crackin`-jokes
See I don`t give a damn-when-I`m-twisted
Cuz whatever I say--I know my man-got-the-biscuit
HOOK