Drive By

Tastes good tastes good tastes good

So what's up with you right now

What you mean what's up

With me what's up with you

I'm trying to find out what

You want to do

I think I need to go home

Chill out relax

I think you need to go with

Me and lay down and relax with me

Naw it's too early for that

Too early I been thinking

About it for a long time

But I just met you I don't

Do that on the first date

Been with a man you should have

Been doing it girl what's wrong with

You

What's wrong with you

You ain't getting none

The sh*t started off real well

Real swell the b**ch was talking lovely

She got me scooping her

From the crib say around 8:30

It'll be my first time hitting

This b**ch I gotta work

I call me ni**a big l for

About two ounces to serve

I jumped in some kinda fresh

Smelling like is it me

I'm thinking I know I'm anxious

This b**ch is beeping me

This one right here is too

Wheezy I'm damn near scared of that

But I'ma let you boys know

When I take care of that

I'm pulling up to the crib lights out

I hit her nextel celli tell

Her to come on out

Stepping out of the crib

Sexy looking bad as hell

I'm knowing goddamn well

I'm bout to get in that tail

So we pulled out first stop

Jands liquor store

Don't you play no games young

Boy you know that's where I gotta go

She talking about going back to

My crib but that ain't trying to happen

I changed the subject poured

Another cup and I kept on yapping

Jumped on the title of six

Hoping the hoe peeps game

Hickeys all over her neck so

I know she got a man

I'm coming out can we f**k

I'm on my period

B**ch the lies

So I dropped the trick off

At the first stop sign

And I'ma holla hoe

My conversates

I'm trying to f**k on the first date

Weaving all on that oil

But still you hesitate

I'm wasting time with

This funk a** b**ch

Riding round with

This drunk a** b**ch

Hoe let it bump

Chicken chicken

Don't be tripping

When I'm bout to spit this pimping

Stacking cheese and counting up easy

Cause you know I'm into winning

Heard your niggas like a pigeon

Punk a** faggotts always switching

See that lexus that he ride in

I got that strapped on my wrist'n

Come on hoe and stop the fronting

Keep my dick from jumping jumping

Take a shot of fifths and liquor

But I can't be buying nothing

Where I'm from I can't be saying

Cause I'm just to cheap for paying

Can't be hanging drinking drinking

With this guru what a behavior moan

Bout to ball the troops to college

Watching haters ow they be falling

Looking for the freaky freakys

That be chewing the dick and swallowing

We can take a short'n riding

Through the cut to reach your housing

We can ride down to the river

While you work on using your mouth'n

Everybody know you going

Bet you probably saying oh no'n

Then I'm gonna teach you lessons

Stranglin all to death and rowing

And your sister know she with it

Cause she let me ni**a hit it

Then she get the licking licking

Then she have to pay to quit it

My conversates

I'm trying to f**k on the first date

Weaving all on that oil

But still you hesitate

I'm wasting time with

This funk a** b**ch

Riding round with

This drunk a** b**ch

Hoe let it bump

My conversates

I'm trying to f**k on the first date

Weaving all on that oil

But still you hesitate

I'm wasting time with

This funk a** b**ch

Riding round with

This drunk a** b**ch

Hoe let it bump

B**ch I don't wanna just hold hands

And listen to slow jams

I'm not with that romance

Or candle light slow dance

Hoe why don't you take a chance

Ain't like you ain't f**ked before

Come out those tight a** pants

Stop thinking that I won't call no more

Don't listen to the rumors that

Lord will school ya and slide

You wanna wine and dine

But don't wanna bump and grind

There's plenty hoes that wanna bone

So next time we don't get it on

The next time you phone

You gets a dial tone b**ch

There's many b**ches that's fine as f**k

Tell me how many dicks that

They done sucked say what

Them pretty b**ches that like to suck

No telling tell me how many

Niggas they done f**ked say what

One to the honey b**ch over in the corner

Two to the b**ch on the porch

Take them to the bathroom

Dick them in the f**king moon

Make them 'til their toes

Rub on this side f**k

What the f**k you want though

Could it be my back room door wide open

Naw you know that'd make me mad

The cheese in my pocket please

For the head on the dash

Koopsta knicca sleeping on the

B**ch on the weekend weekend

My conversates

I'm trying to f**k on the first date

Weaving all on that oil

But still you hesitate

I'm wasting time with

This funk a** b**ch

Riding round with

This drunk a** b**ch

Hoe let it bump

My conversates

I'm trying to f**k on the first date

Weaving all on that oil

But still you hesitate

I'm wasting time with

This funk a** b**ch

Riding round with

This drunk a** b**ch

Hoe let it bump

Hoe get up out my sh*t

Ugly b**ch I ain't wanna f**k your

Little stanking a** anyway b**ch

Only reason I man motherf**king

Man took your motherf**king a**

And babysitted you all night b**ch

'Cause my ni**a was trying to f**k you

Motherf**king dike a**

Greedy little ugly drunk

Stanking breath a** b**ch

Cigarette smoking a** hoe

Get the f**k up out my car b**ch

Tastes good tastes good tastes good

Tastes good tastes good tastes good

Tastes good tastes good tastes good