Obie trice - Got some teeth Lyrics

[*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 teach 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

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