Gybaotic

Yo

I done been from Jersey to Brooklyn

Done been through Queens where the crooks hang

Done been on tour doing group thangs

'Cause I'm always tasting that pootang

Really love it when a girl got a cute name

Got a cute attitude and a cute frame

Got a big ass butt, breasts, and no brain

Them things make a nigga want to shoot game

Now check it, I done been through a few thangs

Done seen a lot more than some loose change

Always been open minded to new thangs

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Been a Hip-Hop nigga since youth man

Beat-box and break-dance too man

Used to do electric boogaloos man

Do Egyptian love with two hands

I remember when I lived down south, yo

In a hot ass one story house, yo

Where the A.C. was always going out, yo

Sometime spend a whole day outdoors

We had a block-party, barbeque

Eating food, in the pool

Music got us in that mood

Everybody act a fool

I'ma tell you like this man

Every night I go down to the city man

To the gentlemen's club where my niggaz hang

Them stripper chicks know how to strip man

DJ's be spinning them hits man

Play the Cash-Money clique and the Jigga man

Them hoes be thick but sick man

Every stripper think a motherfucking rich man

Like Sisqo, the R&B singing man

Think I got a bank account with a million man

Case of Crystal cost about six grand

Bitch better get a less expensive brand

Got to stick to the budget when I trick, man

How about ten dollars for a sip, man?

My whole dance for a ten dollar tip, man

Still waiting on my royalty check, man

How about a rain-check next time, yo?

How about a handful of coupons, yo?

How about tickets to my next five shows

Turn around, let me test that behind, yo

I love a fine ho

Girl, why you trying to get loud, screaming lies

Acting surprised, rolling your eyes

You act like a nigga done committed a crime

You know my elbow just brushed your thigh

Now them guys, twice my size

Trying to throw a nigga like me outside

I be up in this club all the time

But it's the first time that I crossed the line

Damn girl, why you so mean to me?

You know I can't leave, I done lost my keys

Don't throw me out, Mr. Bouncer, please

Let me take the girl up to V.I.P

She was just playing 'cause I'm low on cheese

Look at it, she only got eyes on me

They bloodshot red, so she's smoking weed

You know how these stripper chicks love to tease

I think I left my cell phone back at my seat

I had a couple of drinks and I need a receipt

Follow me to the bathroom to pee

I keep about three G's in my briefs

Damn baby boy, you done ripped my sleeve

I ain't trying to beef, give me room to breath

Why I got to leave, tell me what I done?

God damn girl, give a nigga some love

I'm all out of dubs but I'll give you some ones