Featuring eightball mr. black too $hort young bloodz
[too short talking]
[chorus]
All i like is them jazzy hoes the type that make a nigga spend all his dough
Sho nuff a sight anything ya like
You know the ones you wanna make your wife ya heard me?
[too short]
Little fast bitch actinand' sarcastic
Need to get her ass kicked tryinand' to get the cash quick
She be my last pick i got a real hoe
Take yoand' ass back to class and buy a dildo
Donand't let the freak in you keep you up all night
Gettinand' fucked and sucked, you wastinand' your life
Before a real nigga ever kick a hoe down
She gotta understand what i know now
Ainand't no broke down, lazy, gold digging, cute bitch
Come around me gettinand' credit cards and donand't do shit, bitch
I travel throughout the year
I keep a woman with a house and her own career
So when i buy her a diamond ring, itand's just a gift (whatand's your name?)
Too short baby, donand't need to trick
I give her what she want cause iand'm a real player
Platinum after platinum, ask me how i feel later
[chorus 2x]
[young bloodz]
See i ilke them crazy hoe
Them straight, get down and pay me hoe
I wouldnand't mind no jazzy hoe
Make my creep fall right out my clothes
On the blow, canand't let no hoe see my flow
Tight jean and bra strap, girl that got to go (gotta go)
Strip you on down like a shake-a-booty hoe (uh huh)
Put you in the street, make me moand' money moand'
[young bloodz]
Now see, just the other night, i met me a oland' jazzy hoe
Straight boozyabitch, oland' sassy hoe
Who think she fly to death, so i ainand't gonand' hold my breath
To let you skeezers know, just let you ask yoand'self
For as i cut one but two down the line
But could it be yoand' hoe that iand'm cuttinand' everytime?
And i come to find she servinand' every nigga in yoand' clique
To get in where she fit in, now she known to be a trick
[mr. black]
Quote for quote, who tote like this
Hit the club jig, on some wes snipe shit
Snatchinand' all the hoes in your harem, indeed
I mock turtlenecks while iand'm bees and tweed
Til i proceed, damn right, the spotand's tight
Nothing but dimes in sight, so just might
Bag these bitches like groceries
Player to player, you canand't get close to me
Now who you and'posed to be?
Pullinand' toast on the s-o double n-y, girlfriend lookinand' fly
And i can tell she scheminand' (whyand's that?)
Cause she like the ice is gleaminand' (okay)
But thatand's cool though, cause i know how to stain golds
I pimp tight without the kangol, niggas know
I slang flow, east to west
Available at anytime to put the pussy to the test
[chorus 2x]
[eightball]
Lay it down, lay it down
You hoes lay it down
When the real motherfuckinand' player come around
Shy, not i, some times i choose not to speak
Surrounded by my real niggas drinkinand' hennessee
Or remy or red passion with champagne
Chiefinand' up some hay, gettinand' at them hoes, man
Trick, not i, trick be you, can you dig that?
I got star hoes pickinand' me up in tahoes
Fuck them at-the-bar hoes, tryinand'-to-score hoes
Mickey dropinand' hoes, quick to drop they clothes
I give those only funky weave wearinand' bitches
All made up, gettinand' at a niggas riches
I like women with they head on straight
Pull your own weight and you can fuck witand' eight
Nigga think he a player with them old girbauds
Gettinand' pimped by them space age jazzy hoes
[chorus]
[too short talking in background]
