(Xzibit talkin)
Listen to this, I`m just tryna do this for us
You know what I`m sayin, you scream at the top of your fucking lungs
Yeah, I`m just tryna do this hard work and get this good between
us baby, yeah
Look, Samantha, Loraine, Monica, Veronica
Veronica, she treated my dick like a harmonica
How you think I learned how to twist it and turn
Ya back until it`s broke, make you feel it in your throat
It was Pamela, Linda, Keisha, Nicole
Had me fuckin while I was drivin on cruise control
Can`t wait to get it home and teach it all to you
Look I`m just tryna be the best, I`m doin it all for you
You know that thing with the peanut butter
My Brooklyn bitch said fuck untyin the ropes,
it`s faster with a box cutter
I know you love the way I`m diggin you out
But always wanna fuckin aruge so let`s figure this out
I`m just tryna make you happy bitch
Who`s there for you anytime you get in the mood for suckin a dick
I took the time out to find out what ya like
You bust fifteen nuts, wanna get up and fight
So look
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You should thank of all the bitches that I have in my life
All the experience I`m gettin got me fuckin you right
Never took time to see it and plus
All you thinkin `bout is yourself, I`m thinkin for us
You love the way I beat it down when I come in the house
And all in ya mouth, the bedroom, kitchen and couch
You should thank all of the bitches that I have in my life
All the experience I`m gettin got me fuckin you right
It was Gina, Julie, Renee, Ty and Tammy
Made me spend some extra days in Miami
Candy, Trisha, Prescilla, Melissa
Showed X to the Z it`s better with three
Who could fuck your ass better than me (pssst)
I think not, hard knock the cock, welcome to my sweat shop
I pick locks made by NFL, NBA, NHL, fuck all day
You could say I didn`t do this shit
Unsatisfied bitches gotta go out and chase the dick
And that`s just not the thing to do
So I learn new shit from the next bitch and teach it to you
Now don`t you love it how I shove it baby (hell yeah)
When we be fuckin and we thuggin baby (hell yeah)
The way I hit it when I pump it baby (hell yeah)
And don`t I spit it when I bust it baby (hell yeah)
(Chorus)
I insist that we fuckin on videotape
Just incase a bitch lose face and try and call rape
If you know somethin that might excite up our late night
Got an open invite to lay us a pipe
Make ya head feel like your wet, warm and tight
I`ll go from all night `til the sun turn bright
Two wrongs don`t make it right bitch, no need to cheat
(Pussy just a piece of meat, another means to eat)
Big Tray D told me that, as a matter of fact
You only tell me that you love me when you`re flat on your back
You wanna leave me now bitch, my fuckin feelings is hurt
Why am I the only one that`s tryna make this work
(Chorus)
(Tray D talking to fade)
