Lyrics:

Hey, yo Van, let them ho's know: It's hard for the kid to get hooked I want the skins, and then I want the ends out your pocketbook And I ain't with ya on the stick-around I got a woman. This is just somethin' for the kick-around And I ain't ever been a lover But more like a one-night, one-nut brother Yeah, I'm known to bust a load Throw the rubber away, and get to easin' down the road The only reason I'm in it Is for the flow and to run your credit cards to the limit 'Cause if I'm giving up the weanie Then I think I deserve to sit inside you felini And I prefer your man not know That I'm pipin' ya down and spendin' homeboy's flow So just keep it on th DL So no one will know, so no one can go tell You keep giving up the honey-dip 'Cause you you won't get piped if you ain't right on the money tip It's three things I get here I get the money, get the honey, then get out like last year...