[Intro: Prodigy] Hahahah, ahh, ay ay, come here b**h Woo, yeah I'm talkin' if you don't talk what you do shorty [Verse 1: Prodigy] It seems like, ever since a n***a became multi Every women on planet Earth got their eyes On the kid; they all wanna touch On a n***a skin, they love me so much They all got P on they brain And at the show they do anything to get backstage Just so they can hug 50 and kiss on Banks After we all get a turn, the broads said "Thanks" sh**, just last month a n***a wasn't sh** Now I finger pop dimes, with diamonds on my fists n***as bringing me they girl like, "You can have my b**h Just help me get down with the G-Unit!" Man, little groupies, they make me sick You ain't getting in the after party unless you're a chick And b**h, you ain't getting in the hotel, unless we grip And you're gonna look fine, plus s** a mean dick [Hook 2X: Prodigy] Shorty, hit me high then hit me low You get around girl, I know I seen your face before Turn around - yeah I know, I recognize that a** You was at the last show with your backstage pa** [Bridge: 50 Cent] Shorty what's up? You know you wanna roll with a n***a I'm tryna f**, if you decide to go with a n***a I'll tear it up, in the telly you'll be loving a n***a I'll work that, work that, yeah I'll work that, work that [Verse 2: Havoc] It's funny how a b**h'll make her way backstage Harder than the politician on the campaigne No games baby girl, gotta do the damn thing Let me see you back it up 'til you pull a hamstring Face f**, girl go for broke So hard, leave stretch marks up in her throat Then Havoc on the floor I don't need to get her number, she'll be at the next show Half-a** dress, smelling like s** Dried up nutt on her neck They don't call us the master of the tour for nothing We destroy good girls; send them home with p**y soft from f**ing Catch 'em in the morning and somebody White-T'd And that's the kind of b**h that you call wifey She'll do it anywhere from the tele to the tour bus Here's the hot line b**h, call us [Hook]