Fellas, a few tips, when youre in the club
You must watch your girl, because she may end up with me
TrackMasters (uhh... turn the music up)
Rock Land
Hova (woo! yess, yess)
Now somebodys girl is in my mansion
Shakin that ass to this
And somebodys girl is in my hot tub
Drinkin that glass of Crist
And somebodys girl is in my bedroom
And man shes a superfreak
And somebodys girl is leavin my crib
Now on to the next booty
Ummmmmmmmm, I dont mean no harm
But your boy got the magic stick, the Don Juan
Bishop, chicksll dissapear in thin air
like mist or some shit like this I swear
I take handcuffs off misses, I pick locks wicked
I catch your eye cause my tick-tocks frigid
My necklace glisten, all reckless chicks is
eyeballin, yeah, and I caught em like perfect pitches
Call me Mike Piazza
Once I get em in, my fly casa
Its hot tubs, heated pools and no rules
Call your old dude and tell him he old news
Tell that fella you feel like Cinderella
With both shoes and its almost two
Fuck a storybook endin, we bendin the rules
This is somebodys girl part two, now move
Uhh, let me at it
Somebodys girl is sittin in my lap
Whisper two words and we both break out
My Maybach seats is just as big as a couch
Not the same girl now that the mics at your mouth
Oh thats gettin nasty, lets get naughty
Rollin around like a fo-wheel afterparty
We stop at a red light, there go your girls an em
Now we got the green light, driver follow them (lets go)
Youre rotatin with a guy that spend money like the world spin round
First guy to ever put the singin rap down
Say the name Kels and these chicks spellbound
Because these chicks know I put the "12Play" down
I gotta have it, I just cant stop limpin
Maybe because I just cant stop pimpin
No matter what I do, I cant stop leanin
When the fresh Pradas on and the sun is shinin
Girls its your boyfriend
With that remix that keeps you clubbin
Dis collabo crack got you fiendin
The industry kings and the rest is dreamin
The moral of the tale, if you love your tail
Treat her well, keep her way from Hov and Kel
Because we cant stop pimpin
We put it on her til she cant stop limpin
Shell be a goner, you can play tough guy on the corner
I smoothe her out in the sauna
Yeah, I blew it out in the Bahamas, yeah
Your lil mama got a stellar arm
We got it on like a telethon
Mr. Roc-A-Fella, gone
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