Hey, yo Van, let them ho's know:  



It's hard for the kid to get hooked

I want the skins, and then I want the ends out your pocketbook

And I ain't with ya on the stick-around

I got a woman.  This is just somethin' for the kick-around

And I ain't ever been a lover

But more like a one-night, one-nut brother

Yeah, I'm known to bust a load

Throw the rubber away, and get to easin' down the road

The only reason I'm in it

Is for the flow and to run your credit cards to the limit

'Cause if I'm giving up the weanie

Then I think I deserve to sit inside you felini

And I prefer your man not know

That I'm pipin' ya down and spendin' homeboy's flow

So just keep it on th DL

So no one will know, so no one can go tell

You keep giving up the honey-dip

'Cause you you won't get piped if you ain't right on the money tip

It's three things I get here

I get the money, get the honey, then get out like last year...