Let`s Get a Telly

- chorus 4X -<br>Everybody is gettin everybody<br>Let`s get a telly and don`t tell nobody <br><br>Step into the party, pimpin is my hobby<br>Yo bitch is hatin Mall, because she knew she never got me<br>Cuddies smokin blunts, because we all young ballers<br>Comin straight from Cali, Crest Creepers`s what they call us<br>Ain`t nobody trippin, cuz we`re all about our fetti<br>Strip full of Caddies and them muthafuckin Chevy`s<br>Cut thangs, Mustangs, 5.0`s<br>Bitches in my party, and they feelin too towed<br>Me, I`m hella saucy, but I don`t sniff blow<br>I`m known to bust them raps with that killer pimp flow<br>Hoochies in my face, and they all poppin pussy<br>But bitch, I get so deep up in that yak, you wanna jook me<br>With a butcher knife, so back up out my life<br>I cannot be your boyfriend but I can lay the pipe<br>The party`s full of folks, all my cuddies from the turf<br>I crack a pint of Hymen, now we all gettin perved<br><br>- chorus -<br><br>Let my cuddy hold my thang, cuz my folks is way deep<br>It ain`t about the game you hear, it`s about the game you peep<br>I`m seein niggas slappin hoes, cuz they gettin outta line<br>I crack up as I act up off that `Voisier and lime<br>Your bitch in front of me got yak longer than a g block<br>So now I`m freakin baby girl hands on the cock<br>Just then, guess who bust in?<br>The bitch I`m fuckin with - oh, I didn`t know that was yo cousin<br>But before she tripped I tried to act dumb<br>I put her in her place, Crestside is where I`m from<br>And a matter of fact, fuck both of y`all hoes<br>You`re fuckin with some pimp, so the story goes<br><br>- chorus -<br><br>I fiend, that you and me<br>Need to stop playin games and go smooth up a tree<br>On your knees in a telly, high from Hennessy<br>Put them legs on my shoulders, now I`m goin way deep<br>She took the dick from the pussy straight to her throat<br>I love it when I`m drunk and fuckin with a nympho<br>Slide to the slide, k to the y<br>Keep a hat on my shaft, cuz I don`t wanna die<br>I heard a bitch lie, told her friends that I made her cream<br>Straight salt-shakin, tryin to aggravate my team<br>But game don`t stop until the casket drop<br>Or the feds can count my dough<br>Top-notch bitches pickin Mall like a `fro<br>Never would a player go low<br>Rivals thinkin that must be smokin dope<br>So all the macks kick back, because Mac Mall done came anew<br>And in the V-Town, this is what we do<br><br>- chorus -