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keep your hoes in check
i got this girl and she wants me to duke her
i told her ill come scoop her around 8 she said
*super*
that sounds great shorty girls a trooper
no matter what i need her to do she be like
*super*
on his on throne the boss like king cooper
on the microphone he floss the ring
*super*
average mcees is like a T.V. blooper
mf doom he's like D.B. Cooper
out with the moola, i let her get a outfit
just to cool her off, she said niggaz ain't about shit
i wonder if she meant it, i doubt it
the way it be in her mouth she can't live without it
and cant live with this, handle your business
villainious stay on the scandalous hoes shit list
one pack of cookies please mr. hooper
its fun smacking lookies he is the
*super*
look like a black wookie when he let his beard grow
weirdo, brown skin and always kept his hair low
rumors has it its an s-curl accident
doom is always known to keep the best girls backs bent
some says its the eyes, some say the accent
a lot of guys wonder where they stacks went
i call her thunder thighs with the fatty swola
only mess with high rollers, do what daddy told her
no matter the city she with me to do the thang thang
workin' the coochie hoopdie, chitty chitty bang bang
same name on the titty as on the name ring
pretty like baby d off all in the same gang
keep my eye on her really dont trust her
but i treat her like a daughter
taught her how to bust a nut
add the heat to turn beef to horse meat chalupa
teach her how to hold it, of course he is the
*super*
see most cats treat her like fu fa
or lead her to a scoopa take it from the
*super*
he need to make her feel cuter
and lay down a G like loofa, everything will be
*super*
do for her, keep her in a new fur
so she look sweet when she go to meet the
*super*
got the boo to get to grin at dares
twist it, put it in her ear
come here, kiss it
listen here scooter, let her try to bag you
when shes on the rag, never let her fry the ragu
what you have be under some type of spell
crying dag boo her name on the back in a tattoo
wether a pudgey or a nerd hoe street chick
dont call her wifey if you met her at the freak-nic
you dont want her, dont waste her time ill dupe her
and be a father to your child like the
*super*
he keep his hoes in check
sends 'em out to get glows from all frozen necks
tell him, take his clothes, leave him posin' naked for real
better yet, get him from the check off the record deal
find out where he keep the tech and the blue steel
make sure for extra wreck make him know how you feel
and when hes runnin' down to all star weekend to ball
im comin with the u-haul
*super*
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