Lyrics

Verse 1

Some have labeled me a playa man,
nah that ain't it
They just mad cause I get more ass then they spent
A dollar for, black puerto rican who's calico
Spend cash for black rovers and jags but never hoes
boinic flow, never been in love witha stripper
cause i been pimpin since been pimpin
keep it pimpin wit cha
Stack after stack sho I'm adding it up
keep the large faces folded in the back of the truck (I'm a gemini)
That means I need twice what you got
So call your girlfiend so we can merk to the spot.
It's a candy shop you the kid i'm the candy
And we can do it however, what makes you randy
G's up thats always my motto
Petron cups till we need another bottle
G-S-P-O-T and if you aint found your's ya man aint me, I'm the king

Chorus
Girls Sittin Proper On Top (chopped up)

Vers e 2

If it's my place or yours the night stand or floor
You gots to get up on it
Make a nigga holla more
Ride it like a rodeo, do it like the video
take it to the studio, sexin till ya body go
On and on till the early morning
steady huffin and puffin till the crack of dawn and
Keep ya body yawnin, that what i do
If you can't take the heat get the fuck out the room
I'ma V-town Jersey rep, straight body rocker
Shorties all get bent, straight booty knocker
Coming out their panties, niggas can't stand me
game just like Miami, yup I'm the champ see
Fuck what you heard it a five letter word
that's keeping niggas bent and dime chicks absurd
G-S-P-O-T, and if you aint found yours come and holla at me
I'ma G

Chorus

Outro