[verse 1: Pebbles]

I can go all out or back to basics

y'all wack, just face it, y'all rap ain't shit

spit straight facts like y'all fake like Pam A's tits

grace this track with amazin' raps, create hits

amazing wrack, great hips, ass, face and lips

that's why niggas wanna ride Pebbles like a spaceship

like the way that pussy smell, then do me well

fuck pop charts, don't need no hook to sell

lay down a verse like I do my nails

it ain't nuthin', muthafucka, I'm cool as hell

in the pool with black stallions, playin' show and tell

'n' I sho' can tell that they like how I make 'm feel

no matta what position, I'm always on top

always in charge, thow a leesh on dat cock

one nigga starts when the other one stops

fuckin to the rhythm o' this song, let dat beat knock

 

[chorus]

nigga, use yo' mouth like you on a beatbox

if not, you can beat it and beat cock

god, please don't stop till the beat stop

now, work my ass and make that P pop

now, work my ass and make that P pop

work my ass and make that P pop

god, please don't stop till the beat stop



[verse 2: Pebbles]

I swear, it's sumptin' like a trance

the alcohol and heat make a bitch wanna dance

feel a nigga's sweaty hands reachin' down my pants

I don't care tho, I turn and I glance

he look like the type that easily blow a hundid grand

fuck leavin' with the lead, I'm leavin' with the whole band

damn, tub already hot like it was part 'a' the plan

the softer the touch, the harder the man

that's right, play around, blow bubbles

my momma always said men like you's trouble

but I only fucks with 'm if they wearin' rubbers

besides, I be gone in the mornin', ma'fuckers

from bar to mini-bar, that's how I like it (uh)

the whole thing's a temptation but I ain't gon' fight it (uh)

fire burnin' inside me, they done ignite it (uh)

don't stop till the beat stop, a'ight nigguh?



[chorus]



[verse 3: Pebbles]

shit it feels good to be young, black and single

now you just sit back and watch me make my ass rinkle

pumpin' up the volume, damn, you a fast thinka

liar, tellin' me this 'll be our last drink (uh)

pourin' liquor down my throat, you a bad nigga

slide that dick down my throat (oh) you a phat nigga

want me ta use my tits, thought you was an ass-man

to think, fifteen minutes ago we was dancin'

girl, I ain't gon' lie, he ain't that handsome

but the thangs and dranks are attractin'

and I luv the music, a freak to the beat

treat 'm like Petey Pablo, I'm his freak-a-leak

I'm a freak on the table, a freak in the sheets

forget ya dirty mags, I'm a freak fo'real

a freak in the weekend, a freak in the week

not just on songs, I freak on whole cd's



[chorus x2]



freak so much, niggaz git burned like cd's

na' mean, hehe