To all the ladies in the place with style and grace Allow me to lace these lyrical douches in your bushes Who rock grooves and make moves with all the mommies? The back of the club sipping Moët is where you'll find me The back of the club, macking hoes, my crew's behind me Mad question asking, blunt passing, music blasting But I just can't quit Cause one of these honies Biggie gots to creep with Sleep with, keep the ep a secret, why not? Why blow up my spot cause we both got hot? Now check it: I got more mack than Craig and in the bed Believe me sweetie, I got enough to feed the needy No need to be greedy, I got mad friends with Benzes C-notes by the layers, true fucking players Jump in the Rover and come over, tell your friends jump in the GS3 I got the chronic by the tree