Lyrics

[Skit] Lemme holler at you for a second man What's up man? Fuck is this nigga man, you know he white, right? Nah, he just light skin [Verse 1] Every time we on the road it's the same old thang Dames wanna roll around, dudes wanna go hang In South Dakota the promoter refused to see you sober He had a bucket of herb hung from a pole Slung over each side of his shoulder He said "Bet you can't smoke it all" When I fell over homegirl broke my fall Listen, pissin' ointment isn't a disappointment (squirt, squirt) Shall we? I was way up her alley Girls wanna be down, guys wanna be pal-y wal-y [Verse 2] Male groupies stuck to tour bus windows like they're bugs (windshield wipers!) Love letters turn into hate-mail when they don't get hugs We love your back abstract, I believe you are my peers Don't gotta be high end to be my friend Got to have been friends for 25 years In Chappaquiddick a rapper critic had girls and asked us to share 'em So my man and I got separate hotel rooms and separate whole damn harems When I was done one kissed my sons off another one's gums Women wanna hump, men wanna be chums DJ Paul made a song and asked me to get on it Your girl wears a thong, it's got shit on it My ego's so big, it takes ten days to sightsee Ladies fall in lust, fellas like-me like-me [Verse 3] Yo son it's not all about pimps, whips and chicken heads Or else you'll end up eatin' shrimp chips, sick in bed, skippin' meds And lickin' eggs (Pow!) I ain't scared of no psychotic bomb My mom knows I love her, my fans know I'm a problem And that's word to my peoples growing fat in New York City What was once my third nipple's now a true forth titty It's not on you, it's in you, yet you continue to blunder I gave 'em info Women know, men wonder