[Canibus]nYo //nI done been from Jersey to Brooklyn //nDone been through Queens where the crooks hang //nDone been on tour doing group thangs //n‘Cause I’m always tasting that pootang //nReally love it when a girl got a cute name //nGot a cute attitude and a cute frame //nGot a big ass butt, breasts, and no brain //nThem things make a nigga want to shoot game //nNow check it, I done been through a few thangs //nDone seen a lot more than some loose change //nAlways been open minded to new thangs //n[___A___]nBeen a Hip-Hop nigga since youth man //nBeat-box and break-dance too man //nUsed to do electric boogaloos man //nDo Egyptian love with two hands //nI remember when I lived down south, yo //nIn a hot ass one story house, yo //nWhere the A.C. was always going out, yo //nSometime spend a whole day outdoors //nWe had a block-party, barbeque //nEating food, in the pool //nMusic got us in that mood //nEverybody act a fool //nI’ma tell you like this man //nEvery night I go down to the city man //nTo the gentlemen’s club where my niggas hang //nThem stripper chicks know how to strip man //nDJ’s be spinning them hits man //nPlay the Cash-Money clique and the Jigga man //nThem hoes be thick but sick man //nEvery stripper think a mother fucking rich man //nLike Sisqo, the R&B singing man //nThink I got a bank account with a million man //nCase of Crystal cost about six grand //nBitch better get a less expensive brand //nGot to stick to the budget when I trick, man //nHow about ten dollars for a sip, man? //nMy whole dance for a ten dollar tip, man //nStill waiting on my royalty check, man //nHow about a rain-check next time, yo? //nHow about a handful of coupons, yo? //nHow about tickets to my next five shows //nTurn around, let me test that behind, yo //nI love a fine ho //nn[Canibus]nGirl, why you trying to get loud, screaming lies //nActing surprised, rolling your eyes //nYou act like a nigga done committed a crime //nYou know my elbow just brushed your thigh //nNow them guys, twice my size //nTrying to throw a nigga like me outside //nI be up in this club all the time //nBut it’s the first time that I crossed the line //nDamn girl, why you so mean to me? //nYou know I can’t leave, I done lost my keys //nDon’t throw me out, Mr. Bouncer, please //nLet me take the girl up to V.I.P. //nShe was just playing ‘cause I’m low on cheese //nLook at it, she only got eyes on me //nThey bloodshot red, so she’s smoking weed //nYou know how these stripper chicks love to tease //nI think I left my cell phone back at my seat //nI had a couple of drinks and I need a receipt //nFollow me to the bathroom to pee //nI keep about three G’s in my briefs //nDamn baby boy, you done ripped my sleeve //nI ain’t trying to beef, give me room to breath //nWhy I got to leave, tell me what I done? //nn[Canibus]nGod damn girl, give a nigga some love //nI’m all out of dubs but I’ll give you some ones //