INTRO [Saukrates] {Choclair}
[Pour fador]
{Hear this}
[Hey, I got my reasons man. Conkescador. Respect 'em]
{Let me just say this}
[You know what I'm saying]
{You're a very pretty girl}
[You know it's a lie
Aaaaah]
{Where's your attitude, which was ugly as a motherf**er
You really need to tighten that sh** up}
[That was real, that's real
How you make me feel sugar, god damn!]
{You got to fix yourself}
[You know everything is everything]
{Cause there's gonna be one n***a... that might just snap on your a**}
[Choclair]
It's 10:15 up in the AM, scratch the back, cough the phlegm
I hear the phone ringing
I wipe the sleep from the tear ducks
Phone's ringing, sun's blazing through the curtains
Ignore the phone calls, pager bawls
Check the number, its 4-1-6-K-C-T-2-2-6-4
The 3 means for me to go an call back immediately
I call back and ID myself as the Chizz-knocka
[Saukrates]
Yo, what up potna? I got a little story to tell
About this heavy chickenheaded, brow eye co*ktail
Nipples like pickles, did her well to the dills
Spinning in the background, all I could hear was wedding bells
Cause the co*k had me locked on p**y detention
Forgot to mention a** cheeks was heavy, broke my suspension
And even got to say what happened
Her body language spoke a new form of rapping
p**y so tight she grabbed my dick with it and started clapping
When we were done, she said 'thank you sugar' (sugar)
I an*lyzed her barbed wire tattoo 'round her ankles
Would have taken the time to study it before I hit it
Was k**ing to get in it
So I choose to peep the G right after we done did it
I'm telling you this because I'm the sweet p**y critic
I reminisce on a**, p**y, tits and thick lips all over my long prick
You the sh** brown eyes, you the sh**'s what I said
I see you doing movies, getting all up in my n***a's head
Peep what I said, you the bomb and my mind is caught
But listen, the dick is long but the time is short, it's you I'm dissing
You pissing in the wind sugar, I'm ice cold
You ain't never gonna win sugar, I'm twice as bold
As the average p**y chasing, look who you facing
I read you body language, now please get out my basement
[Choclair]
But that some sh** n***a
I bet if you wanted to
You'd make that p**y drip like your snotbox up in the winter
Or watch your picture
I knew this trick that was similar to yours
With the tits that stood up, just like the lights upon an '89 Accord
As sharp as a sword, with these nipples like ?????
I was like farmer Brown, cause I was picking to get in it
Her body looked stolen from a Stacey Dash mold
If you seen the hold on that a**, sh**! (sh**)
The cactus had my brain blitzed like I'm smoking L's up in the stairs
My pipe is getting full with the liquid joe(?)
Yo, I wanted to unload and make it spread like pour-ed milk on the floor
The center fold, had me rocked if I stood up
Her shoulders being tapped, yo I'm fiending for the cat
I wonder if she'll feel me
I'm breaking through my jeans, lips looking mad big
Like she could s** the green off army fatigues
Body smooth like a GS3, double ooh on the body I would do
She can take the Chizz right out the knock-aaah
You guess you get rock more tricks than the sea
For the Chizz-y (chizz-y), real-ly (real-ly)
You see you just pissing in the wind sugar, I'm ice cold
You ain't never gonna win sugar, I'm twice as bold
As the average p**y chasing, look who you facing
I read you body language, now please get out my basement
OUTRO [Saukrates]
Let's go conquistadoris, chocola-tay, Oooooww
Aight, bring it back so I could double this