feat. Erick Sermon
(J.D.)
R.L., E-Dub (huh huh Def Squad) So So Def
(Erick Sermon)
Yo peep the game two industry kids
One of us `contagious` like Mr. Biggs
Two never fib
True; rest at crib
Live, with a model chick and one kid
You ain`t trill
you pimp still
With no game, buying them chicks with small fame yeah
I`m here boy to bust your bubble
R.L., J.D. and me? I`m E double
(R.L.)
Everybody, they ask me
Who they girl? as she walks past them
She`s mine though, and she knows that I`ll never let her go
So she grabs my hand, let`s all the fellas know that I`m her man
She pulls me close and dances slow
Then whispers in my ear let`s go
(Chante Moore)
We can do whatever it is that you wanna do
As long as I can spend my whole night with you
(R.L)
Jump in, my whip, and go back to my crib for some touching
[Chorus]
It`s a nice body
(I got me a model)
She can`t look like a shorty
(I got me a model)
She knows how to party
(I got me a model)
I gotta tell somebody
(I got me a model)
She ain`t level headed
(I got me a model)
Thinkin` bow legged
(I got me a model)
So why ain`t Mama trickin`
(I got me a model)
Fellas get to listen
(I got me a model)
[R.L.]
Check
She`s bangin`, tonight
I`m speaking of this girl of mine
She got me, no lie
I think I found the love of my life
So sexy, so fly
Ease the way to my six parked outside
She wants me, it`s time
Then she looks me in my eyes and says (Let`s go)
(Chante Moore)
We can do whatever it is that you wanna do
As long as I can spend my whole nights with you
(R.L)
Jump in, my whip, and go back to my crib for some touching
(Chorus)
(Bridge)
She`s a chick who you speak to
I let her freak too
Put your hands up high let me know I speak true
I`m a tell you, what you gon` do
Don`t you dare let her loose
Listen when she tell you
(Erick Sermon)
Ayo it`s me again
Erick Sermon
Say ah that`s my friend
When I walk by haters cringe
I shine like rims
When I rock they get`s Ugly like Bubba Sparxxx and Tim
Plus when I come through, got my chick with me
Brown skin 5` 10" a buck 50
That`s what I`m talkin` bout
And Michael Johnson jumpin out the gate
Chill she says
(Chante Moore)
We can do whatever it is that you wanna do
As long as I can spend my whole night with you
(R.L)
Jump in, my whip, and go back to my crib for some touching
(Chorus)
(J.D. Talking in background till fade)
