(feat. Chuckey)



[DJ Quik]

She wanna, put on her favorite CD and take it off

She wanna, get up on top of some D and make it soft

She wanna, ride around off in my big beige Coupe

But she don't wanna go and kick it with her own age group

She wanna, hit the dodo 'til it make hers eyes tight

But her, I.D. photo picture's on the right side

So I, told her "get somewhere and jump you some hoop

or hop some jax with your buddies 'stead of flirtin' with folks

She wanna, smuggle Gin off in the club in her purse

She wanna, be the one to say that she hit it first

She wanna, hold the record for the most play things

that she done stuffed off in her nani 'fore the age 18

She wanna, pierce her navel 'til it hurts like hell

and play it off and pierce her tongue too 'cause she like girls

She wanna, wrap her leg around the pole and go spin

until them pills that she swallowed really start to kick in...



She wanna, ride in a Bentley 'cause she heard they the bomb

She wanna, lick on a sucker 'til her lips get numb

She wanna, find a goldie that she know she can dig

and then go eat some grits and eggs until her ass gets big

She wanna, go adjust that look to fix her hair

then go take some pictures sittin' in that wicker chair

She wanna, let the pimpin' know she down to bone

but when it come to her I.D. she done forgot it at home

She wanna, knock a O.G., tell her girls she done got him

then go into vivid detail 'bout his two-minute problem

She wanna, drop her peachy folder down on the ground

and then go get a Maxim magazine to show that she's down

She wanna, let these players know that she ain't no kid

So go put this wristband on bitch so we know who you is

She want a diamond bracelet, a diamond necklace

A diamond party at thr Diamond Club with a diamond checklist...