"Lollypops" as written by Todd Anthony Shaw, Dorian Hardnett, Quinton Banks and Shanell L. Woodgett....
Tell a nigga... telephone, telegram; two-way that motherfucker
Somebody let him know.. tell that nigga
His bitch is out of pocket
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 goin' 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... naw 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

We don't like those lollipops
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

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..


I watched her eye, she witcha man, stop starin
Stop the lies, there's no comparin
You want to 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 want to 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 want to 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 want to 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 niggas you ain't even goin' feel 'em (hell nah)


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"Lollypops" as written by Dorian Hardnett Todd Anthony Shaw

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