[*talking in background*]
    [Obie Trice - talking]
  WOO!
  Damn ..
  There's a lot of bitches up in here tonight boy
  I'm about to get drunk
  Let's hold down, sleep
  Where the bar at?
  [*crashing noise*]
    [Verse 1]
  Okay, okie dokey Obie's here
  No more focus, hobo's got a career
  And I like your brassiere and there's a party in here
  And I'm ready to talk naughty in Veronica's ear
  She erotic and it's hot, saw Heineken beer
  Put it to the side and invite here to "Cheers"
  Pull up a chair, swear no drama
  Therefore player your workin with a MONSTER [*yelling*]
  I ain't got time to waste, let's vacate the place
  Shut blinds and drapes, grind to your face in a grimy state
  Concentrate, you will find that your bound to get
  But we found what's fate
  We can watch two incredible mates masterbate
  Why settle and wait
  Let's escalate to the nearest who bang
  To your rear is on the mirrors and they smearin booty cheeks
  C'mon
    [Chorus - 2X]
  So this is my favorite song
  Now sing along when the DJ throws it on
  And if I leave here tonight and I fall asleep
  And wake up, [*sound of water dropping*], hopefully she got some teeth
    [Verse 2]
  Okay holy moly derriere
  Look around the club booty everywhere
  She caught me starin
  And my homies darin me to approach Karen
  She's model material, but she got a venereal
  Tons of baby fathers', baby bottles and cereal
  She holla cause I got a lot of genedio
  The DJ's playin Obie song on the steady-o
  And she's impaired and she wants to be headin home
  With the real thing not the dildo clone
  And I know I don't wanna be headin home
  With some double D's full of silicon
  Ten hoodrat chicks surround me outside
  Found me outside, clown me outside
  'Til I flip out and they found me outside
  Cussin at the bitches screamin "off to they rides!"
    [Chorus]
    [Verse 3]
  Okay rolie polies everywhere [*horse naying noise*]
  Gotta find a slim chick's atmosphere
  Obesity's glarin and she got me fearin
  She's gonna come over here and try to eat me literal [*crunching noise*]
  -ly, like a box of Cherrios
  Carry cupcakes and chocolate Tootsie rolls
  I'm outta order cause I gotta big girl disorder
  So better cover up that blubber or I'll split [*feet running away noise*]
  And I ain't got time to play
  Let's investigate another place today
  Ladies less in weight and the dress they shape
  Dresses pettite, no window drapes
    [Obie Trice - talking]
  Word to mother, they god damn Opera and beans
  Got ya Opera and jeans
  Seems to me a little lean cuisine
  Wouldn't hurt much, hot don't touch
    [Chorus]
    [Outro - Obie Trice - talking]
  Haha, haha, ha
  You gotta have teeth baby
  It just wouldn't look right
  Look, me big lips ..
  You no teeth, it wouldn't work
  You know what I'm sayin
  Haha ha, yeah
  I'm feelin good
  Shady Record man
  Obie Trice
  C'mon
    [ Thanks Melissa for correction ]