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213 Me and Nate Dogg were so funky fresh A lil' Moet to go with the way I'm dressed We fell off into a club to try to pop it to Daz Couple of ladies skating waiting on some info A sevenThem white boys in the back got the indo With a hookup, a hundredd dollars for a half ounce I got to hit it, get it and bounce Get back hell yeah I'm hardly done So right back to the place that I started from So hold up your glass and let's make a lil' tizoast Write that on your motherfucking izzass We brag and boast, zigWe hold down the VIP wherever we sit Nigga don't get mad if your ho with me I'm not absolutely positive or absolutely sure I'm just tyring to be completely sure I'm not out to talk bad about your baby You wanna hang with us, gotta hang with us I'm trying to game a bit, sound rediculous Take ya ass to the floor Hope the ho is not yours We humping bumping and grinding the shit Dancing and wining and dining a bitch Nothing else to do now but to leave the club Then we can grub on some barbeque so we can rub10, 11, 12, or 13, all of them bitches they belong to her team that my Uncle Rio hooked up, so call your crew It's so supreme you love my scheme Yep, and that's the first step The way I got baby bringing Daddy all the cream And once you get that, nigga ya got that? Pump that shit and fill up my cup and mack that bitch with the big ol' butt And if it's cool with you, shit you know I'm okay with it Don't play with it [Chorus Right back, baby girl I know you like that You try to hide it but you get Right back, come on over for a nightcap Yes even though I'm with the right trap Tell your man that you'll be right back Even though we only just met Make sure you don't forget the Jim' pack I'm not absolutely positive or absolutely sure I'm not out to talk bad about your baby You wanna hang with us, gotta hang with us I'm just tyring to be completely sure I'm trying to game a bit, sound rediculous Take ya ass to the floor Hope the ho is not yours Shouts out to the thugs that be back in the club And of course lil' mama who be backing it up We be the ones back in the Cut' smoking Cognac in the cup, we be stroking After the club, same routine, roll two 13s Since her front clean yahknowimean? Tight jeans, ice bling, no ring, no thang Show off, show her Nate can sing Show her how my team do our thiAnd how we keep Latrell Sprewells sprinning I'm all hood so the Chucks stay on It's all good we can do it 'til the break of dawn |
