[Talking]

Yeh, you wild man, you wild

That's no place to meet a nice girl

You wanna meet a nice girl you gotta go to nice places

Like church, the library, or shit

Go where I'm goin' tonight

Go to Hunt's Point boy, Hunt's Point

That's where they at, that's where they at



[Verse 1]

Started off the night right, it was me and three of my boys

down at some bar sip lil rum, feelin' kinda lonesome

Mad open off the port hole that made me wanna explode one

Figure we'll go find something to do once this nigga Dalow come

I chilled continued takin' sips, I knew I was buggin'

Cause I see this chick pass by and had thoughts ah rapin' that

nah my mind was buggin', eased up to the rump

I wanted to exchange some words with this chick

and not come off as being dumb, so I

Settle for the car a little tipsy so I stumbled

Got distracted by a horn goin' off feelin' the conscience rumble

I turned around and see my man Dalow

I peeped him call my man Isley to the car

and ask him where he wanted to go

We all hopped in, inserted some hip hop in his radio's cassette deck

Conversatin' who can have sex best

Gettin' bored circlin' the block

Talkin' about how lovely it would be right about now

to have a chick, workin' the cock

My man Eric said let's go to H-P, no doubt

We haven't even been there lately, yeh we out

I said, I'm gonna have a bitch drinkin' my babies

My man June said you crazy

Nowadays these condoms'll dead the AIDS B

So we hopped on a major D (detour) and

Tip of my joint buck wid pre-semen

Ready and willin' and heavily breathin'

Anticipatin' the moment as we hopped on across Bronx

My man June was singin' along til