Feat. Drake and Lil Wayne



[T.I.]
 I mean forgive me for being so straightforward but it’s beena minute since I’ve been here
 And umm, I mean if you will just take a second to look around man
 You know what I’m saying, it’s a bunch of shit
 And I know you don’t do this often but I’m the exception
 Do it for me huh, pop that p-ssy for a real nigga ma
 Lets go!

Say bro, I’m so official outta sight
 What’s about me not to like
 I put that pipe inside her like my diamonds are her guiding light
 I’m dynamite, K-I-N-G P-I-M-P, admire me
 A plethora of fan freaks trailing right behind me
 Killer shit, turn a clug to a crime scene
 Pocket full of money like I run a crime ring
 Million dollar chain, everything shining
 It’s safe to say I do my thing honey, nah mean
 Bunch of young ?, no Chinese
 And been stuck together like they siamese
 A friendly rub, way to feel her, she say “God leave”
 I say I’m tryna touch her hard, close ya eyes, breathe
 Now she running from me, but she aint tryna leave
 I keep a quarter key of ? thats a nine piece
 Legs open curtain closed, rock solid hurting hoes
 Buss it open, sure she will, who else is there to do it for
 Fo’sho

[Drake]
 She just started to pop it for a nigga
 And look back and tell me “baby, its real”
 And I say I aint doubt you for a second
 I squeeze it and I can tell how it feel
 I wish we could take off and go anywhere but here baby you know the deal
 And she bad, so maybe she won’t
 Uh, but shit than again maybe she will
 Yeah,

Do it for the realest niggas in the f-ckin’ game right now
 She will, yeah
 Do it for the realest niggas in the f-ckin’ game right now
 She will, she will, she will
 Maybe for the money and the power and the fame right now
 She will, she will, she will
 Do it for the realest niggas in the f-ckin’ game right now
 She will, she will, she will

[Lil Wayne]
 Yeah, I tell her “now go on, pop that p-ssy for me”
 Haters can’t see me, but them bitches still looking for me
 And you could take that to the bank and deposit that
 Put your two cents in, and get a dollar back
 Some people hang you out to dry like a towel rack
 I’m all about “I” give the rest of the vowels back
 I like my girl thick, not just kinda fine
 Eat her til she cry, call that “wine and dine”
 Try to check me and I’mma have ‘em checkin’ pulses
 They say chose wisely, thats why I was chosen
 Rocking like asphalt, its the cash fault
 Looked in the face of death and took it’s mask off
 Now I like my house big and my grass soft
 I like my girl face South and her ass North
 But I’m Ray Charles to the bullshit
 Now hop up on my dick and do a full split!

[Drake: Chorus] X2