Everybody's in the major league

Ain't nobody wanna be straight up

I see the hotties on the way to work

They be waiting outside the club

See samantha got a glass of wine

And in the corner she be laggin' behind

To ladies room to powder her lines

She be feeling like dyn-o-mite



Jizzable jazz, how could it be passed

Some come move that ass

I know what you wanna do

She's looking for a phat wad

Lord of a god you look good

Premonitions saved for last

'cause for now we're understood



Chorus:

A me oh my god ya look so fine

I can't touch you cause you're bonafide

A me oh my god ya look so fine

I can't touch you cause you're bonafide

A virgina slim, can i get in

I'll take you for a ride in the back of my jeep

I got hills in the back that are plenty steep

And you can do it cause you're bonafide



Yes all the eyes that be staring at you

Is it because i got my rover outside

See i just don't understand

Is it that you think you can play me fly

No i don't think so girl

I've been through it many times before

I got a tight pocket book

And you know i ain't open it up for no ---



Jizzable jazz, how could it be passes

So come move that ass

I know what you want to do

You're looking for a phat wad lord of a god

I don't have it for you

So honey baby what you gonna do

(chorus)



Look into my eyes

Tell me what you see

I'm not pretentious

I invent this vibe that you feel

(chorus)


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