[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 her to the side and invite here to "Cheers". Pull up a chair swear no drama. prepare for a 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 Escalade to the nearest Super 8. To your rear is on the mirrors and they smearin booty cheeks. C'mon. [Chorus - 2X]. And 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 denerio. The DJ's playin Obie song on the stereo. 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 silicone. Ten hoodrat chicks surround me outside. Found me outside clown me outside. 'Til I flipped 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 Cheerios. Carrot 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 okra and beans. Got ya Oprah in 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 Records man. Obie Trice.