Uh
Here's a little story I'd like to tell about
Here's a little story I'd like to tell
Huh, ya'll never believe this man...
I couldn't believe it so...
Just listen.

Amaretto sour, gingerale & lime juice
That's the way she like it, it seem to get her mind loose,
I'll have a gimlett, mix it wit the Flying Goose
Baby so petite, I think she was a size two
I'm new around, she said it with a slight frown
She said she needed sex & said she need it right now
& being I'm a man & the first she met in my town
Some guys win em all guess who's gettin' piped down
On to her crib man I think I been here before
I said fuck it though & laid her flat like a herringbone
Down on the couch we never made it to the bed yo
I got so much leverage, I think my fuckin' leg broke,
Jokes, led to laughin, which led to passion
Smashin', then I heard the bitch say action,
Wait, I'm thinkin', she speakin'
Looked to the right & saw a red light blinkin'
Whoa, hold up, say it ain't true.
I thought of something, play it off smooth,
So I had my way asked her if she liked the taste.
Played her like its mace, sprayed it on her face.
She yelled, what you doin', then ran to the bathroom
Some got in her hair, it's like vidal sassoon.
That's my Q, to be out the gates.
A classic case to get her cake,
No time to wait, I grabbed the tape
Grabbed my clothes & gravitate to the door for escape, late

Ha, listen dog I'm tellin' you
You'll never believe it man, I got to the crib...
& put the tape in, & I almost threw up dog.
I mean like everybody was on this tape dog.
I mean like, ahh, I can't even tell you man listen
All ya favorite, all ya favorite rappers, all ya favorite musicians & everything, producers, they all on there man
Yo fellas I got the tape, ya'll ain't got nothin' to worry about
Hahaha, keep ya money in ya pockets fellas
I destroyed it man, its good, ya'll good ya'll good, we all good
Hahaha, Ro Spit