To all the ladies in the
place with style and grace
Allow me to lace these

lyrical duches in your bushes
Who rock grooves
and make moves
with all the mommies

The back of the club
sippin'  Moet is where
you' ll find me
The back of the club mackin' 

hoes my crew' s behind me
Mad question askin' 
blunt passin' , music blastin' 
But I just can' t quit

Because one of these hunnies
Biggie got to creep with
Sleep with, keep the ep
a secret, why not

Why blow up my spot
' cos we both got hot
Now check it, I got more
Mack than Craig

and in the bed
Believe me sweety I got
enough to feed the needy
No need to be greedy

I got mad friends with Benz' s
C notes by the layers
True f**kin'  players
Jump in the Rover

and come over
Tell your friends jump
in the GF3
I got the chronic by

the tree ' cos
Throw your hands in the air
if you' s a true playa
To the honeys gettin'  money

playin'  ni**as like dummies, uh
Ya got a gun up in your waist
Please don' t shoot
up the place

' Cos I see some ladies
tonight that should be
havin'  my baby, baby
Straight up hunnie

really I' m askin' 
Most of these ni**a' s think
they be mackin' 
but they be actin' 

Who they attractin' 
with that line
What' s your name
What' s your sign

Soon as he buy that wine
I just creep up from behind
And ask you what
your interests are

Who you be with
Things to make you smile
What numbers to dial
You gonna be here for a while

I' m gonna call my crew
You go call your crew
We can rendezvous
at the bar around two

Plans to leave
Throw the keys to Lil Cease
Pull the truck up, front
and roll up the next blunt

So we can steam on the way
to the telly go fill my belly
A t bone steak, cheese eggs
and Welch' s grape

Conversate for a few
' cos in a few we gon'  do
What we came to do
ain' t that right boo

Forget the telly
we just go to the crib
and watch a movie
in the jacuzzi

Smoke L' s while you do me
Throw your hands in the air
if you' s a true playa
To the honeys gettin'  money

playin'  ni**as like dummies, uh
Ya got a gun up in your waist
Please don' t shoot
up the place

' Cos I see some ladies
tonight that should be
havin'  my baby, baby
In mansion and Benz' s

Givin'  ends to my friends
and it feels stupendous
Tremendous cream
f**k a dollar and a dream

Still tote gats strapped
with infrared beams
Choppin'  o' s
smokin'  lines, optimo' s

Money, hoes and clothes
all a ni**a knows
A foolish pleasure, whatever
I had to find the

buried treasure
So grams I had to measure
However living better now
Gucci sweater now

Drop top BM' s
I' m the man girlfriend

Throw your hands

in the air if you' s a true playa
To the honeys gettin'  money
playin'  ni**as like dummies, uh
Ya got a gun up in your waist

Please don' t shoot
up the place
' Cos I see some ladies
tonight that should be

havin'  my baby, baby