[a-plus] He hah... hahaha!! Yo yall wanna know about hoes? Check it... yo Adam is the man that got more honies than a hive of Bees I skeeze Im pullin stunts like mcgyver And I try ta, always be patient with a miss But I diss, cuz groupies always seem to make me pissed Huh, they gotta be frontin, wantin to start a phony friendship I never pretend to think I befriend be them hips And send dips, back to they moms with a grin But if shes a boo boo head I tell no-one that I got in [tajai] Yo, skins friends I got a lotta, and I gotta Bend them and then blend all the hottie Spurts be burstin like a mile a minute Cuz I can either take it slow or yo I wild up in it Im pulling, yes cuz fully dressed or threadbare theyre nice I twist my sides to tickle thighs when my heads there I now rips sets so foul dips spread my rep I sew the girls up like schweppes, so many kids might fret [opio] Afterwards Im bouncing dips like tits on chicks Who be running track, then they be running back for more Rest assured, its absurd for her to be your linga I get the finger, cuz she cant get the stinga Any longer, my dong can stretch and Im stronger I got the daddy ding-a-ling to get you hot and bothered Get the kinks out when my stink in the pink shout and scream Butta second fling is but a dream [phesto] From day one I played hoes in the schoolyard, my tool heartless But not for dips submerging it aint hurt men to merge in My status, from baddest to tims Im pulling more hips Than gravity, and after the skins get hit, Im drowsing Arousing the next dousing the next thousand my saliva The liver ones cuz I dont try to run in no dumb females Some be swell, but, my picks so why tricks Get restricted to flicks with boo boo heads, I screw you dead Chorus: I call myself the man (8x) [opio] Niggaz cling, and get attached to things on the flute Thats insane, I just be in and bang, get boots For gosh sakes, that broad shakes, her thang to the whole game The way the labia lips hang its a sad shame Clapping when youre tapping, just hit the scraps and be at em The breasts sag like theyre saddened The skins are wrinkled, dry, worn and battered Leave em shattered, shes as fly as a maggot [phesto] The him I am, the man Im him Bustin skins out, I been stout erect checkin dips When Im wreckin lips and clitorises, hit her with this [boom bow bang!!] swinging from my you-know-whats so you know buttcheeks Are clapping tapping the guts on the late with your date Makes my ego [ha-hah] read those lipstick marks on my penal tip They dont lie, penis took your dip to a fly despise My description, why, when Im making them lips bend [a-plus] I hit it, I did it, I admit it I never quit it, yes I knock the boots like I was riddick Bowe, get with it, hoe, I get with No, boomerang broads with nasty toes Keep your corns on your husk you muskrat But if shes fly, I try to bust that Gluttius maximus, I wax and bust Im taxin just to be the mack man plus [tajai] Once I been with women, friendship done been the sole outcome How come skins cant work their way in? The question resting late night at her pad and Scheming to grab and season, cuz shes in I fiend getting mad horny, transforming charges Into swinging me, seemingly hard miss Let her know that I was on it Now I got dibs on that crib Im +welcome back+ cuz Im kotter Chorus