Tommy Hoffman - Jordan VIII lyrics

[Verse 1] This b**h told me I need my teeth fixed I said, "Nah ho, that's perfect for licking clits" And when I said that sh** that ho got wet Like a b**h in a jacuzzi on the deck of a cruise ship On her honey moon, looking at a full moon Getting serenaded, sipping on champagne to set the mood I ain't Mr. Future Husband, Mr. Future f** Your Cousin Sister, Auntie and your best friend, thought she was a lesbian Until she s**ed mine, I don't care how fine First date, tell a ho we going to 69 In your baby momma crib, smoking on some power puff Snaggle tooth n***a, talking like Snagglepuss In there bumping reggae, turning up the Snagga Puss Got more kids than the arms on a "Seal" I just get the dome, we alone, be like not the puss She just take the bone, slurp and spit and say "I'm out this b**h" I could never do it, the type to go and love the b**h In the line, at the movies, holding hands, hug the b**h I could never hate, chronic to the face Me and my n***a got some straps like some Jordan 8's Smoking by the wake You Annie on the 8th Ain't talking about coke, leave a n***a child broke You k** for car notes, autos on the porch Ain't talking PC's when we say Tech Support Make it run through windows, blowing on some Indo Corn dog size spliff, hit like Kimbo The only time Reggie on the Knicks, when you go to the corner say "Lemme get a Nick" Now that's some pothead on some crack head sh**