Esham - Black Orchid lyrics

[esham] What's up honey? don't mind me askin, but how your a** been? And f** that chatty n***a, if he's a has been I got twenty, cuz i'm good and plenty To get the dollars, get the dick, if you gettin any You gotta work that p**y fast, work that p**y slow It don't matter cuz these b**hes know i got the phatter dough Ain't no trick, but i gotta trick dick like hoodini I want ya fine a** on my dick like the genie Grant my wishes, blow your hugs and kisses in the wind G-string up ya a**, all i see is p**y skin And nigs don't know about my titty bar ho She be dancin til the break of dawn wit no panties on Dough, lickin her lips, her p**y smells on my fingertips She's ill, i think i f**ed her wit the dollar bill For real, her titties, look so ferm, i might burn If i run up in her raw, wit the super s**m She got a [chorus 4x] Work that p**y fast, work that p**y slow Work that muthaf**a, outta baller's cash flow [esham] Something surprise me about your eyes They make my dick rise, and then your a** got me hypnotized Watch you put dollars up ya p**y, ho They make my dick swoll, and you the reason why these n***as roll Big cash flow, watch your a** ho p**y for days, got nigs, runnin thru a maze Gotta funny way of lookin at me, know i wanna skeez ya Then i got the other p**y, put it in the freezer Dollar strapped around you leg, on the rubber band I know deep down you could never love a move Only the money, go to get yours, at all cost p**y ain't nothin, but a way to take a lost I gotta let these hoes know, that i ain't no trick I'm just a n***a wit a dick, and a mind that's sick So pull your panties to your knees, cuz i aim to please I bet that p**y get hot, like a hundred degrees, when you [chorus 4x] [esham] I see the way every n***a is scopin, hopin He can get a change at your kinda romance Every n***a in the house, got one thing on they mind Seein the back of your head, watchin that a** from behind Tell me somethin, if you wasn't workin at this club Would you be lookin at me like you was f**in me Or better yet be duckin me I don't want anything from you, you don't nothing from me If this was back in the day, you be f**in for free I sit and daze and reminisce on how i used to bone her I told the waitress to rush over another corona I give the b**h a hundred dollars just to dance on my lap I tell the dj slow it down, cuz this b**h is all that I want the time to go slow, and my dough even slower I wanna f** ya p**y, but i don't even know her I can't go out like the next man God damn, b**h, do you know who the f** i am, gotta [chorus 4x]