feat. Puff Daddy

I got no time for fake niggas

Just sittin chris style with with these real niggas

From east to west coast spread love nigga

And while you keep talkin shit we countin bank figures

Hey I mama Miss Evana

Usually rock tha proda sometimes the boda

Stick you for your cream and your riches

Zsa Zsa Gabor, Demi Moore, Prince Diane and all them rich bitches

Puff Daddy pump the hummer for the summer

I follow in the E class with the goggles

96 model

Bad clique on the stroll

(Tell 'em how we roll)

Cruise control

Nuttin make a woman feel better than barrettas and amarrettas

But tha lettas and mad cheddas

Chillin in the Benz wit my amigos

Tryin to stick a nigga for his pesos

If you say so

Then I'm the same chick that you wanna get wit

And lick up in my twat

Gotta hit the spot if not don't test the pun-pun nadie-nadie pun-nadi-dadi

Hey

I got no time for fake niggas

Just sittin chris style with with these real niggas

From east to west coast spread love nigga

And while you keep talkin shit we countin bank figures ( Repeat 3x)

(How you like it baby uh from the front, uh from the back, give that ass a

smack, uh, bet your man won't do it like that, can't work the middle plus his

dick too little, let me grab your tatas, do the chacha, make you scream papa)

You the best dada

Now watch mama go up and down dip the jaws crazy--UH

Before you nut

I'ma dribble down your butt cheek, make you wiggle and giggle just a little

I'm drinkin babies

Then I cracks for the Mercedes

Act shady and feel my 380

Gator boots for ladies

Ohh, wee, I see, your girl ain't a freak like me or Adina ha

Can't fade the rhinoceros of rap Lil Kim a pussy

How proposterous is that-acapo