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(feat. Frost, Mad One, Siccmade) f[Mr. Lil One: Talkin] Yo this is what we fin to do [Chorus: Mad One (Mr. Lil One)] Let's ride ride, slip and slide (From my side to your side) Let's ride ride, slip and slide (From my spot to your block) [x2] [Mr. Lil One] Well I'm Lil One I got bitches galore You may have alot bitches but I got much more Wit my super duper hit's and my chin check tips Dick between the tits and I'm aimin at the lips Chips by the dozens and I might when of your cousins Even know your sister, she tried to give me blisters Now she goes around tellin people that I kissed her Mr. Lil One be the one wit the women Swimmin in em, but I know about the venom I send em on their way, right away when they play Let me tell you about this bitch I met the other day Walkin down the block, and we parked and we talked Came over my house, she was bobbin on the cock SongtexteIsn't that a shame, I got a little fame I'm all up in your girl and I don't even know her name Damn what a hassle, I'm an asshole [Mad One] Stumblin, wobblin out the cantina That's when I seen her, nasty cochina Met her through her prima Quick to approach, puffin on a roach Blowin smoke, baby wants to choke Broke lil ass, had a cash Straight to the point, left lipstick on my joint Started askin questions, What I've been up to? Still makin the music that you ride and bump to Professional hooker that strips for the chips Pierced nipples and clit, likes to play wit the whips Exotic, erotic, you want it you call it But watch your play boy cause she's out for the wallet Ready for the smackdown, pornos in the background Hi-jack a pussy, slap her, known to be a nut cracker And if you at there payin, she straight up playin The role of a spouse but never at the house [Chorus] [Siccmade] We gotcha feelin the funk from your neck to your feet High Diego shit make you get out your seat You know what time it is every time you see me All the freaks in the front always beggin for a peice Of this spicy young thug, all out for the blood But you won't see that Siccmade fightin in the club I got to much love for them cats out there And them hoochies and hoodrats with no underwear You can stare if you wish, caution is blindin You look so surprised, to see that Siccness rhymin Good timin, Goodfellas, we know how to rock-a-fella Infamous lyricist gotcha reachin like Helen Keller Turn that shit up, Sicc and Lil One is gotta bump Platinum bound Sickos via satelite, now what Across the gloe we go, into new deminsions Third world countries, Carribean, big pimpin [Frost] Now the party don't start til I walk in And I probably won't leave until the thing ends So in the mean time, and in between times If you work your shit, I'll work mine Man we came here together so we could have fun Frost, Malo Uno, Sicc and Lil One The Latin Kings, ready to do big things Like some big time West Coast rap machines I'ma give you what I got and baby that's plenty Gon, make it crack, baby back at the telly Gonna make you wet, gon make you sweat Just to see how nasty you can get Chill on the set wit a glass of moet And if you can't back up what you say Then you ain't shit Yeah, ain't no actin, play time's over I'm drunk and bizzin and puffin on doja [Chorus] Aus Songtexte Mania