(feat. 50 Cent)



[50 Cent: Talking]

I don't even know how to explain it you know,

You know from time to time she is on my mind you know me,

She's my kind of girl (laugh),

I know every now & then you might find somebody you feel like understands you a little bit & you know,

It's all good mann...



[Chorus x2: 50 Cent]

Something like a porno star, 

Something like a super-freak,

Never seen her on tape before, 

But when she go low she's a professional,

My kind of girl,



[Verses 1: Lloyd Banks]

She rather be around the hood, C most niggas call her a ho & diss her,

Cuz she's only growing up to be like her older sister,

She got them average expectations, C you don't only kiss her,

And after one conversation, you would probably fold a twister,

It aint hard to tell that honey dumb,

She 18 going on 21, Mama don't know where she get the money from,

Hoppin' in & outta cars stuffed in the back seat,

Lookin to score big, so she fuck all the athletes,

Something like a princess gone wrong,

Use to be a ballerina, now she performs to the thong song,

What happened to your plans to enroll in college,

Now you rather slide down metal poles for dollars,

Your finger nails & your toes is polished,

But your brains on freeze, in other words frozen knowledge,

All your plans & goals demolished,

You grew up in south side, why niggas know you is a ho in highest, huh....



[Chorus x2: 50 Cent]

Something like a porno star, 

Something like a super-freak,

Never seen her on tape before, 

But when she go low she's a professional,

My kind of girl,



[Verses 2: Lloyd Banks]

I still remember how it all started in school, cuttin' from class,

Every boy you knew touchin' your ass, Gettin' nowhere fast,

I een gone lie shawty I use to laugh, 

Cuz u was the mean topic on math,

I seen her on the most shoppin', now am contemplatin' bout stoppin',

Cuz she can get me off like 'Cochran',

In fact dinner was poppin',

Spoiled, her daddy was pumpin',

Probably taut she would grow up to get married to something,

Little did he know, that his little princess was the city ho,

Pretty all in the face, the type from the video,

Damn, this bitch thick, she on lil' kim shits,

Yea her hair the match the same color as her lip stick,

Naa dis chick learned to love jewelry like Slick Rick,

And had a walk on her that would leave you with a stiff dick,

Jeans had a sick fit, 

To make a long story short, this aint the type of bitch you want ta spit wit, yea...



[Chorus 2: 50 Cent]

Something like a porno star, 

Something like a super-freak,

Never seen her on tape before, 

But when she go low she's a professional,

My kind of girl,



[Dave Chappelle: Talking]

Bonjour, Das hatian for whooped eggs,

Dave Chappelle is down wit the Haitians, 

The Haitians was the first black people to fight,

Haiti was the first independent black state in the western hemisphere,

They took shit over, Naa outta that people cuttin' sugar cane, 

They was cuttin' wit dem same machete's & cuttin' like dat, 

They crazy, (Voice in The Background)

Say?..Big up ta haiti mann, 

Dave Chappelle is a big fan, don't let nuttin hold you down,

[Voice in The Background] 'Sac-pas-sai' [laughing together],

Alrite... [Gun Shot]