And shes good and plenty, my good and plenty girl Shes plenty good to me And shes good and plenty, my good and plenty gril Its just enough for me And shes good and plenty
That's my attitude Yeah, that's my attitude Yeah, that's my attitude And I feel like I'm the shit Yeah, that's my attitude Yeah, that's my attitude
and three Make her smile, when she sees Spre's I can get you on CD's, and DVD's Take you to Bebe's and B.C.B.G.'s I can get you in the places, to be
Here we go And I remember when we met and we began dating And everything was copacet' and we began mating And then the way mi love her good, she gimme
they can see you It's not your enemy who get's you, it's always your own people It's always your own people, it's always your own people It's always
the middle, baby, hit it, hit it I do it to him right, sittin' good Handle my business like a big girl should 1 o'clock, 2 o'clock, 3 o'clock, 4 5 o'clock, 6 o
ya ass to the back of a pick-up truck and just leave, uh You a waste of good slug And I told the motherfucker I'd get him, so what? It ain't like you
got is misdeameanors and some acd's Y'all gon make me lay something down I promise And puff wear scarmas and listen to carl thomas Puff running and hide and
O's and the dro And the blow and the, Jag-O and get the clothes out the sto' Anyway, I got a bottle of mo' and X-O And I'm lookin' for a modelin' ho,
and four O's Gimme low-do's and a connect, that Neva closed And watch me lock it down from North County to BenRos Fuck some Mo-Mo's, gimme hundred spokes
it's lightning Just throw me the ball once and I'll tell you no lie Shiek gonna show you money, like Jerry McGuire It's a thug thing, L.O.X. product
Blowfly: "Go-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-od-DAMN!! Shee-yee-YIT!! Look at the ass on that bitch! Look at the titties!" (Mixx scratches "Aw hit me!" and "Hold your
good luck I'll take ya on no matter what ya think Ya know shit's all good, just as long as it don't stink So open up and let me in, and in the end All
s right Someone's at my door, baby who could it be? Someone wants to score and get laid by the D-O-double G Hey girl, what's your name? Ya wanna go a
Simon says that now your mind desires a vacation Free to join in fun and plenty recreation There awaits you a ticket At please have a good time station
In fact, it made my milk kinda sour Half and half, part creamer and skeemer That's why if it's grits then it gotta be organic 'Cause if it's artificial
the good stuff from the junk And then I bang, bang, the bump The bump girl My name is Apples and I rock your world Worldwide, do your math 30, 26, 36 and
