First Verse:
Now young bitches got it goin` on and here`s a new thing,
She looks of twenty-one, but she`s under eighteen,
Now picture a man with a plan, what`s he gonna do?
She`s only sixteen, but looks twenty-two,
And age isn`t a factor cuz she`s fine to the dude,
And plus she`s built like a truck there must be somethin` in her food,
Or her water,
Because she`s somebody`s daughter
Who`s attractive to a son, as well their father`s,
And they know this, that ass sticks with us,
And like my homie told me once she`s quite bootylicious,
Watch your mouth drop with them dubs that she threw on,
Dandy like candy, so you can get your chew on,
What`cha wanna do? What`cha gonna do?
When you find out that she`s far from twenty-two?
Yo it`s not the same G, when you game G,
With the dames drop a line like this before you do
Chorus:
Do you qualify? It sure looks good to me.
Do you qualify? It sure looks good to me.
Second Verse:
What`s up with these bitches tryin` to play us like a fool?
Lookin` of age real proper, but just enrollin` in high school,
I`m callin` `em collard greens cuz they`re corn bread fed,
Runnin` more game than what your homie Simon said,
Yo what is this, new statistic?
Went from pants and vaseline to short skirts and lipstick,
You ask who to blame? I don`t know but I`ma,
Take it upon myself, and blame it on they Mama,
For beatin` that ass with a baseball bat,
Swole it all up now it`s proper and fat,
Fed `em attitudes, Big Macs, and milk,
Leave `em all alone and it`s on in the jilt,
Or the house, cuz that`s where they open up they mouth,
So in the day she`s a child, at night she`s an adult,
And Diggity Domino I like to ride it like a tractor,
But there`s a question at hand because that age is a factor
Chorus
Third Verse:
There was a man named Bill, on a Saturday night he went to a club,
And read a sign before he entered it saying eighteen and up,
But we know that`s just a game for the man, that`s runnin`,
Thangs cuz he`s lettin` all the fly bitches come in,
Regardless of the age and shit,
But since this story`s about Bill let`s get back to it,
Bill met a collard green, she looks mean,
Ran a little game now she`s on the team,
You know what comes next, took her to the snooty,
Treated her like a salad, tossed up the booty,
Bill played it wrong, and he got lazy,
No protection, guess what, oopsy daisy!
Now baby`s pregnant,
Cuz Bill neglected,
To be protected,
Now he`s arrested,
One year under eighteen and you`re through,
So if you`re game drop a line like this before you do:
Chorus (2x)
