She was a brown skin, ebony honey that hip hop Cut off tank-top, she make your face drop Hotbox, it or not, she don't care what I got She got her own knot in stocks
And in the backwoods, she to dust me off Suck me off and then say, I be off Tryin' to smoke with X, the Cali is makin' her cough She must wearin' her clothes, she keeps takin 'em off
At the Palms on a Friday night each other like animals 'til the sky turn bright Make it a night to remember, she went tellin' her Then her sista turned around and told the shit to
Then Melissa got my number, started me pictures In all of different positions, man, this bitch on a mission Listen, a man is a man, gon' handle his I a bad guy, just dealin' with scandalous bitches
I remember when Xzibit used to in a Caddy I met this chick from the Valley, she said she me badly Now this is common in Cali because the is savy be givin' money to niggaz and callin 'em Daddy
She in a brand new Lexus, moved from Texas She came to California to model and be that bitch Takin' pictures, tryin' to gain more acceptance Maybe get some jobs, try to politic some
I appreciate for X to the Z My picked through my trash instead of talkin' to me He fell in love with her ass and while she casin' his Tryin' to tell nigga what he got up in his safe
About the big hundred stacks and them bricks to watchin' his back, therefore he never relax And when her attack, he got a slug in his britches He ain't a bad guy, just dealin' with scandalous
I met this girl from the 'Natti, I got with her daddy I it up in my mind, this is the girl I'ma marry Now when you wanna get married, the is scary You want your weight to get carried, you want your buried
She moved out to next to me in a hurry Her reputation was dirty but yo, that disturb me I to stop the insanity, try to have me a family Started checkin' my phone and her back to reality
Left her on the dresser, adios, motherfucker I'm home from the road, I hear she fuckin' with Usher Now Usher don't even know me but I got for the homie though everybody around me be thinkin' he corny
She denied everythin', the rumors was phony On the phone cryin', she me, said she wanted to hold me "Yo, he ain't shit to me, Alvin, I was just into his was some bullshit, I'm sorry, I'm better without him"
So I'm off to Miami, got invited to By Mr. himself, yo, I ain't hatin' nobody Now we walk in the party, yep, guess who I see? Lyin' bitch, said she was callin' N.Y.C.
He started the sweat off of her face and her chest And then she gave him a peck and then she to the left And when she seen it was X, she cryin' and trippin' And dude was lookin' confused, the scene, it be written
Now he just pluckin' his chickens, I ain't gon' sock him or him I'm from the West Coast where niggaz don't be for bitches A over-dramatic, in Rome I called him a fagot In front of millions of people, funny but shouldn't have that
I was makin' a joke, I mean to offend Like when I introduced Destiny's as Boyz II Men Listen, a man is a man, gon' handle his I ain't a bad guy, just dealin' scandalous bitches
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