The Pick Up (skit) Lyrics

It was a Sunday night around 8:30 pm
I was rollin' by myself in the Benz leavin to a park
Bangin' some of the homie fattone's classic s***
So I'm rollin down Maya Blvrd
Then I busted a right on prospect lookin' to be seen by a bad b**** and whatdya know...
A stallion
a** like
Chest like... (ooo areola!)
Lips like (blam!)
So I pulled right next to her on the corner of 63rd street
'Bout ta front like im sellin her my cd and said

[Tech:]
What's sizzlin' mama what's crackin'?

[Girl:]
Wassup cuz?

[Tech:]
Uh na I'm just tryin ta sell u this cd
Na u know what you so fine I don't even wanna sell you this cd
I'mma give u this cd baby girl

[Girl:]
Oh ya cuz?
What is this s*** cuz?

[Tech:]
It's my new s*** baby
[Girl:]
Is this some tech n9ne s*** cuz?

[Tech:]
Uh ya

[Girl:]
Aw na I don't want this devil worship s*** cuz
I'm good cuz

[Tech:]
Anyway n**** I'm just tryin' to give u the g****** cd
U know what I got some...

[Girl:]
Na cuz
Na, na
[Tech:]
No listen listen
Look hold on let's walk over here to my trunk
I got some new s***

[Girl:]
Oh yeah?

[Tech:]
Come come over here
I got some other artists

[Girl:]
Oh yeh cuz?

[Tech:]
You might like some big s*****s*** or somethin'
Come come on come check this s*** out

[Girl:]
'ight let me check this s*** out cuz