I swear that wasn't good sex,
That's all, that's all she ever did
But she be on that bullshit
That's all, that's all she ever is
So I tell her hold up, wait a minute
Juicy gonna let me put the dollar sign it
Tell her hold up, wait a minute
You should let the mother fucker gangsta hit it!
I told her I try to fuck with that dollar sign,
That gangsta shit, that LA shit
That pull up in that BMW, and that Tisa, that Joy Rich
That blunt lit, that Charlie
About a couple of that purple shit
That's bow hoe, and these polo
And the hand in your hand, that's for loco
push it in, and I push it good
Goons with me and I push the hood
Took the bitch, she fell in love
Cause my threads long and I'm out
Took her home and I beat it up
Took her home and I beat it up
Took the bitch, she fell in love
Cause my dick long and I set it up
I swear that wasn't good sex,
That's all, that's all she ever did
But she be on that bullshit
That's all, that's all she ever is
So I tell her hold up, wait a minute
Juicy gonna let me put the dollar sign it
Tell her hold up, wait a minute
You should let the mother fucker gangsta hit it!
Hold up, tell me why you're tripping
Used to let a nigga hit it, home run every evening
limping, cause I threw that ass up
Like a I just want that good
But you got such a bad attitude
For no reason, it's early Sunday morning
I ain't say, hey you're easy, but get back on your G shit
Cause I'm on one, I lit two blunts,
I take three shots and that
That white girl come rock my mike
I swear that wasn't good sex,
That's all, that's all she ever did
But she be on that bullshit
That's all, that's all she ever is
So I tell her hold up, wait a minute
Juicy gonna let me put the dollar sign it
Tell her hold up, wait a minute
You should let the mother fucker gangsta hit it!