It was one Saturday night in June now I clearly remember
I seen this whore that I met in December
The bitch didn't wanna give me no play
But she heard us at the concert the other day
Now the shit about to fall in place
I just seen her rode bye with a smile on her face
Tiltin' my hat makin' sure it's in place
Hopin' I'll be the next nigga to taste her pace
That motherfuckin' lot round the strip
Grippin' on my dick haters don't trip
Got a muthfuckin' 40 cal in the spot ready
For a nigga that think I'm gone slip
Chevy thang, slow, clean, chrome face, gold D's
Bitches ridin' up in my shit man I'm tellin' these hoes please
I had to speak to soon her comes a hoe
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Nigga she got game
First thing she ask me was whats my name
And I'm ridin' in that Chevy thang
She knows goddamn well who I am
But since she wanna playa hate in response
I was tellin' the hoe my name was Davante
Swing now the muthafucka ditchin'
Playa like me tryin to get down in it
Gotta keep it key low with the hoe
In the muthafuckin', Pala with the windows tinted playa
I got this wild and 'bout it bitch
Just give me two days to hit the shit
Better get your exercise on the third day
Prophet Posse gonna take care ya
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