Ah, this song is for all them b****** out there
That think a n***** really supposed to pay they way through life
You know, like that "Scrub" s***
It's also dedicated to that chicken head b**** that wrote the lyrics
As we proceed, to give you what you need
Gettin down to my beats, as we bring the heat
[Hook]
Make it bounce, bounce, drop it, pop it, on the side
Make it bounce, bounce, grab it, slap it, on the side
[DJ Quik]
This is dedicated to a bad hoe
From you don't recognize? I'ma let chu know
Always DJ Q-U-I-K
Get in my room now and do what I say
Get your a** up out of that chair
Peel them clothes off layer by layer
Article by Article, till I say no
Leavin you over exposed like the (whooo?)
There is s** in the champagne room
Me and my homies gonna run a d*** train soon
Foursome goin down, Oh my gosh
Y'all get posh I'll just watch
Talk about the hoes, well I didn't wanna do it
But now I gotta put y'all back into it
Your nothin' meaningful(No)
What you screamin' fo?(hm?)
Really as if you didn't know
Chorus:
The s**uality is(You know the trouble I get you in)
The reason you got the kids(They got a whole lotta jokers too)
There's somethin' more that you do
(You know, when you put that little twist on it)
That make the n***** wanna f*** you
[DJ Quik]
You say you need a side job, make an extra knot(Money)
Clubbin at the jet strip h**** n***** stop(Funny)
Hop stop it, drop it like it's hot
Get burned then you gotta go in and get a shot
Lookin' for a husband and lickin on your t**y
f*****' each and every other n**** in the city
How the hell you think your boyfriend gon take it
You hear a fast song, Get up and get naked
Selling you a nice drink while you eat it up
Negotiate with you for a minute then beat it up
Underground laws the rules still apply
Mackin' is an art reserved for the fly
She don't know why you tryin' to harm her(Dumb)
Lookin' for a d*** in shinin' armor
Yeah, the same that be saying you with d*** on your breath
b**** either get dropped or get left
Chorus:
The s**uality is(You know the way you keep grinding on n*****)
The reason you got the kids(And you bound to have a couple of 'em)
There's somethin' more that you do(You know when you pop that thang)
That make the n***** wanna f*** you(And the girls do to)
Hook 3x
[DJ Quik]
Oh with out a doubt she lives to c**
I'ma be mad if she gives you some?
Dude you could have this trashy b****
Put a down payment on her make me rich
Thank you for helping me to change my mind
You're not my ego, hoe f*** yo' kind
Can't get mad if the bus don't come
I'ma just bail cus I trust no one
Cus everything that come up out your is a lie
You spend a lot of time with your stomach to the sky
Lookin for a nut wit a nut comin' out a nut
Gotta nutty broke n**** sprung with her sorry b***
b****, you just been warn
Another Suga Free has just been born
And I bet you couldn't keep your p**** ol' shut
With a pair of grippliers
b**** you tired
Chorus:
The s**uality is(You know when you take yourself out there)
The reason you got the kids(And you bound to have a couple of 'em)
There's somethin' more that you do
(You know when you put it up for sale)
That make the n***** wanna f*** you
(Talk about buy one and get one free)
The s**uality is(You aint nuttin but a g****** ride)
The reason you got the kids(And you look like you rent it often)
There's somethin' more that you do
(Oh your mama need her a** whooped)
That make the n***** wanna f*** you
(Don't sing it though, she's just as bad, ol' tryflin' b****)
That think a n***** really supposed to pay they way through life
You know, like that "Scrub" s***
It's also dedicated to that chicken head b**** that wrote the lyrics
As we proceed, to give you what you need
Gettin down to my beats, as we bring the heat
[Hook]
Make it bounce, bounce, drop it, pop it, on the side
Make it bounce, bounce, grab it, slap it, on the side
[DJ Quik]
This is dedicated to a bad hoe
From you don't recognize? I'ma let chu know
Always DJ Q-U-I-K
Get in my room now and do what I say
Get your a** up out of that chair
Peel them clothes off layer by layer
Article by Article, till I say no
Leavin you over exposed like the (whooo?)
There is s** in the champagne room
Me and my homies gonna run a d*** train soon
Foursome goin down, Oh my gosh
Y'all get posh I'll just watch
Talk about the hoes, well I didn't wanna do it
But now I gotta put y'all back into it
Your nothin' meaningful(No)
What you screamin' fo?(hm?)
Really as if you didn't know
Chorus:
The s**uality is(You know the trouble I get you in)
The reason you got the kids(They got a whole lotta jokers too)
There's somethin' more that you do
(You know, when you put that little twist on it)
That make the n***** wanna f*** you
[DJ Quik]
You say you need a side job, make an extra knot(Money)
Clubbin at the jet strip h**** n***** stop(Funny)
Hop stop it, drop it like it's hot
Get burned then you gotta go in and get a shot
Lookin' for a husband and lickin on your t**y
f*****' each and every other n**** in the city
How the hell you think your boyfriend gon take it
You hear a fast song, Get up and get naked
Selling you a nice drink while you eat it up
Negotiate with you for a minute then beat it up
Underground laws the rules still apply
Mackin' is an art reserved for the fly
She don't know why you tryin' to harm her(Dumb)
Lookin' for a d*** in shinin' armor
Yeah, the same that be saying you with d*** on your breath
b**** either get dropped or get left
Chorus:
The s**uality is(You know the way you keep grinding on n*****)
The reason you got the kids(And you bound to have a couple of 'em)
There's somethin' more that you do(You know when you pop that thang)
That make the n***** wanna f*** you(And the girls do to)
Hook 3x
[DJ Quik]
Oh with out a doubt she lives to c**
I'ma be mad if she gives you some?
Dude you could have this trashy b****
Put a down payment on her make me rich
Thank you for helping me to change my mind
You're not my ego, hoe f*** yo' kind
Can't get mad if the bus don't come
I'ma just bail cus I trust no one
Cus everything that come up out your is a lie
You spend a lot of time with your stomach to the sky
Lookin for a nut wit a nut comin' out a nut
Gotta nutty broke n**** sprung with her sorry b***
b****, you just been warn
Another Suga Free has just been born
And I bet you couldn't keep your p**** ol' shut
With a pair of grippliers
b**** you tired
Chorus:
The s**uality is(You know when you take yourself out there)
The reason you got the kids(And you bound to have a couple of 'em)
There's somethin' more that you do
(You know when you put it up for sale)
That make the n***** wanna f*** you
(Talk about buy one and get one free)
The s**uality is(You aint nuttin but a g****** ride)
The reason you got the kids(And you look like you rent it often)
There's somethin' more that you do
(Oh your mama need her a** whooped)
That make the n***** wanna f*** you
(Don't sing it though, she's just as bad, ol' tryflin' b****)