(Intro: Saigon) Yes, yes yes Uh uh-uh, yes yes Uh uh-uh, yes yes Haha, let me in mayne Pssh, hehe, look (Saigon) I'm back for the first time fucker Cancer, that's the sign sucker So pucker up and kiss the fist of this lyricist This, this shit is ridiculous I'll be the first one to say it DJ's, damn right they gon' play it If not then fuck it I'll take it To the internet, do it myself, they can't say shit But the club gon' love it But be careful, the thugs gon' thug it They'll hit you upside your head With a whole half-full Hennessy bottle and think nothin of it Bitch won't fuck me then she's celibate Brad Pitt couldn't fuck that chick (uh-uh) Unless she really just a hoe and I don't know If so I'll call up the Bishop Magic (hello?) He gon' give me couple lines to fuck up her mind Minutes later I'll be grindin on her from behind Tell her, "Turn around, quit kiddin with me Grown ass woman, girl give it to me!" (Chorus: Raheem DeVaughn) You ain't gotta be my girl I don't even know yo' sign, ohhh I just wanna fiend and we Will let you rub up on mine, ohhh There's no need to stop now (give it to me!) Girl I want you on top now (give it to me!) So as soon as the beat drop now (give it to me!) Girl you gotta break me off, uh-huh (Saigon) What up? What it is my nucca? I'm back up in this muh'fucker So knuckle up and kiss the fist of this lyricist This, this shit is ridiculous! I'm trill like the homie Bun B For real, there's only one me They know that I'll paralyze a phony MC Am I on some thug shit? Go on and come see Cause I ain't even gotta say it His jaw keep jackin I'm gon' break it I'll stomp him in the head with the Timberlands Lucky you could trust me, this muh'fucker won't make it But we ain't come here to start a fight We came to find dames that'll rock the mic And I ain't talkin 'bout rhyme but the kind That'll do it in the whip before I turn out the parkin light Click totally she was comin just to kick it with me Soon as she jumped in, I said "Lick it for me" She said "Only if, only if you will stick it to me" I said "C'mon, quit playin girl, give it to me!" (Chorus) (Saigon) You ain't got to act stingy You should give a nigga them drawers (give me them drawers) And if you can't be that friendly Can you at least lick these balls? (Can you lick these balls?) I brought yo' black ass to Wendy's You ain't even break me off (chick break me) Now I hate bein on your top slate Lil' hooker you can take me off (ha ha!) Yes, y'all'in, to the light beat and Hookers on my (Bat-man) like I'm Mike Keaton It's only right that I spend the night skeetin In the morn' I'm gone, it was nice meetin (nice meeting you) You and your coochie hole too And all I had to say was "You're beautiful boo" I ain't buy diamonds, no Gucci, no shoe (uh-uh) Like these other muh'fuckin foolio do (nope) Look I ain't even a pimp, but pimpin I'm pimpin Me and the nine inches, divine intervention So listen, 'less you wanna get fucked up literally Put your weight down on me girl, give it to me! (Chorus) (Raheem DeVaughn ad libds to the end) (Gracias a Redman por esta letra)