Текст песни: Too $hort - Lollypops

Tell a nigga.. telephone, telegram; two-way that motherfucker
Somebody let him know.. tell that nigga
His bitch is out of pocket

[Verse One]
It was me and yo` broad, ridin in my `llac
She tried to climb on top of me and slide on my lap
I said hold on baby, we almost to the spot
We gon` do somethin nasty, with all this lust you got
I fucked her on the floor then we got up in the bed
Woke up in the mornin, can`t remember what we did
Last night we was drunk, stinkin dirty motherfuckers
Stayed up all night, `til 7:30 can`t touch us
When we down on the beach, in the sand in Miami
I done found me a freak, done got my hand in her panties
She was playin in the water, MAN she was wet
So I laid her on her back, I pulled her panties to the left
I told her.. naww baby, we ain`t do it too soon
Straighten up your dress, let`s go up to my room
Tell your man you was lost, ran into a boss
Then I opened that ass up like a can of sauce

[Chorus]
We don`t like those lollypops
Sucker ass niggaz don`t know how we rock
They can`t even handle it
When you tell the truth, they can`t stand a bitch
We don`t like those lame marks
that run the other way when the game starts
Cause they don`t know what to do
Don`t lie tell me why would I fuck with you

[Verse Two]
Stop hatin since we datin the same lady
Don`t hate the player, hate the game baby
I like her style, she`s kinda wild
And when we do it we don`t waste time goin out
We into it like the X-Rated flick with no plot, it`s so hot
Don`t hesitate and don`t stop `til we on top
She got a dude - but what I gotta prove?
Ain`t no need to creep, you know she`s a freak
Take it all, `til the balls, disappear in her jaws
Then she take off them drawers, let me hit them sugar walls
And when I`m done havin fun tryin to be a player
She kiss my thang goodbye and say I`ll see you later
Now if you can`t take it mayne you need a good girl
Take a ride around the town and try to look for her
Cause yo` wife`s a hoe, you might like to know
If she see a big dick, she might go..

[Chorus]

[Verse Three]
I watched her eye, she witcha man, stop starin
Stop the lies, there`s no comparin
You wanna ride well let`s go; I got a magic carpet with vogues
I`m nice to the ladies but I`m hard on the hoes
And when you jump in my car bumpin "Freaky Tales"
You told me pull it out, you wanna see it`s real
I know your type girl, you ain`t fin` to wait
That`s how a pimp taste ridin on the interstate
It`s in your mouth, make you wanna scream and shout
You can swallow or spit, when the cream comes out - bitch!
Just don`t tell your man
Cause whores start wars when they know they can
I understand, you really wanna do me
Dance to a slow jam, "Feelin` on Your Booty"
And after tonight, when you kick it with a real one
All them fake-ass niggaz you ain`t even gon` feel `em (hell nah)

[Chorus]

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Tell a nigga.. telephone, telegram; two-way that motherfucker
Somebody let him know.. tell that nigga
His bitch is out of pocket

[Verse One]
It was me and yo` broad, ridin in my `llac
She tried to climb on top of me and slide on my lap
I said hold on baby, we almost to the spot
We gon` do somethin nasty, with all this lust you got
I fucked her on the floor then we got up in the bed
Woke up in the mornin, can`t remember what we did
Last night we was drunk, stinkin dirty motherfuckers
Stayed up all night, `til 7:30 can`t touch us
When we down on the beach, in the sand in Miami
I done found me a freak, done got my hand in her panties
She was playin in the water, MAN she was wet
So I laid her on her back, I pulled her panties to the left
I told her.. naww baby, we ain`t do it too soon
Straighten up your dress, let`s go up to my room
Tell your man you was lost, ran into a boss
Then I opened that ass up like a can of sauce

[Chorus]
We don`t like those lollypops
Sucker ass niggaz don`t know how we rock
They can`t even handle it
When you tell the truth, they can`t stand a bitch
We don`t like those lame marks
that run the other way when the game starts
Cause they don`t know what to do
Don`t lie tell me why would I fuck with you

[Verse Two]
Stop hatin since we datin the same lady
Don`t hate the player, hate the game baby
I like her style, she`s kinda wild
And when we do it we don`t waste time goin out
We into it like the X-Rated flick with no plot, it`s so hot
Don`t hesitate and don`t stop `til we on top
She got a dude - but what I gotta prove?
Ain`t no need to creep, you know she`s a freak
Take it all, `til the balls, disappear in her jaws
Then she take off them drawers, let me hit them sugar walls
And when I`m done havin fun tryin to be a player
She kiss my thang goodbye and say I`ll see you later
Now if you can`t take it mayne you need a good girl
Take a ride around the town and try to look for her
Cause yo` wife`s a hoe, you might like to know
If she see a big dick, she might go..

[Chorus]

[Verse Three]
I watched her eye, she witcha man, stop starin
Stop the lies, there`s no comparin
You wanna ride well let`s go; I got a magic carpet with vogues
I`m nice to the ladies but I`m hard on the hoes
And when you jump in my car bumpin "Freaky Tales"
You told me pull it out, you wanna see it`s real
I know your type girl, you ain`t fin` to wait
That`s how a pimp taste ridin on the interstate
It`s in your mouth, make you wanna scream and shout
You can swallow or spit, when the cream comes out - bitch!
Just don`t tell your man
Cause whores start wars when they know they can
I understand, you really wanna do me
Dance to a slow jam, "Feelin` on Your Booty"
And after tonight, when you kick it with a real one
All them fake-ass niggaz you ain`t even gon` feel `em (hell nah)

[Chorus]

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