[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]