Ladies and gentlemen (You choosin' ain't he) I'd like to introduce y'all (You choosin' ain't he) To somebody you already know (You choosin' ain't he)
I think you got it, baby, you so erotic, baby That freaky shit you doin', don't stop it, baby I like your style, girl, you kinda wild, girl When you hit
Gone off to California 'Cause they just got married All their friends in Boston Are so very happy They're dancing in the doorways 'Cause their friends got married
life Someone real close Has somethin' to hide Now, you wanna hear A confession from me Well, you better sit down I'll tell you everything, it goes I wanna get married
he's married to me Until we married, he cried for you You broke his heart, I thought you were true Now you have come back with misery Don't hang around, he's married
Good God, aha ha Yo trick I think we done, did it again man Miami's finest, T double D Y'all know who we be I wanna be your homie, your homie, love and
it 'Cause baby I'm in love wit'cha And I couldn't stand to see you with another man So dearly beloved, we gathered here today Homey to marry and see
Y'all niggas keep fuckin' around Fuckin' around, fuck round get stuck in the ground I ain't no busta see, y'all niggas better stop fuckin' wit me I hit
[Trick Daddy] Our father who art in heaven Thank you Lord Lord thank you Lord [Trick Daddy speaking over chorus] That's right Y'all could stand up and
Whassup little man, what's wrong wit'chu? Why you lookin' so sad? What's wrong? Man, I went to school today And the teacher said I couldn't be no rapper
Yeah, there's a lot of fuck niggaz in the club tonight (Fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em) But it's gonna be aight 'Cause me and my click we don't give a fuck
why dont you bring your friends and me my friends we can we all can be frinds and freak all weakend we can have a party you call your shawty and call
Heh, y'all remember back in the days When niggaz used to get they ass whooped for snakin cars And had to go strip your own switch off the tree These are
This one goin' out to, uhh, that nigga Bub the game done changed Young black boy, Rick Crowley, that nigga Wayne Parker You know, all the niggaz I know
From the south to the bottom it's the brand new trick (M.I.A., down south) (Yo, yo college park) And if you never been down south before (Get up, get
I know 'pac woulda loved this one here This gangsta livin', weavin' dope dealin', oh how it's changed It's gettin' strange and dangerous, but that's
Ya dirty dollars huh, yours truly I know ya'll been waitin' for it and it's about time ain't it What I'ma need ya'll to do, since I got what you want
If I ain't a thug You think I ain't a thug Tell me what I am If I ain't a thug why do I feel this way Why the streets stay on my mind Since I am a thug