[Intro]
(La, la)
(La, la) Trackboyz
S. Dot
Let's go

(La, la) Yo, yo, Teairra, what's up girl
(La, la) Damn, you looking incredible these days
You know
Are you still with ol' dude
(La, la) I be seeing you out in the ghetto, but the way he can't do it
(La, la) I can do for you, you know
I can change your life, ma (Ha, oh for real)
You need to be fucking with a n***a like me, ma

[Verse 1]
All y'all wankstas be talking that la
Think I'm gon' leave my n***a, you smoking that la
He may not have millions, but he gimme enough
That feel-good conversation and trust
Any time I need him he will out want to bust
Damn well will lay a n***a out for the us
Yeah, you might be gangster, but gangster ain't enough
Cause these thickies got his name written in the cut

[Pre-Chorus]
(Ooh) He treats me so good
(Ooh) You wishing you could
Ax him, nix him, make me forget him
But there ain't nothing out here that's like him
[Chorus]
La, la me, you think you gon' la, la me
You pimpin' just ain't enough to la, la me
I told you that in his arms is where I'd be
You need to quit puffing that la, la, la, la
La, la me, you think you gon' la, la me
You pimpin' just ain't enough to la, la me
I told you that in his arms is where I'd be
You need to quit puffing that la, la, la, la

[Verse 2]
See, that's the damn problem with the male species (Uh-uh)
Y'all think y'all can hit every ball in the league (Uh-uh)
But you keep poppin' foul as you talk to me
Wondering why girls dating girls got you intrigued
But that's irrelevant when it comes to me
My man got it locked when it comes to heap
I can see that you won't ever succeed
At pleasing a girl 101, so class is ending (Let's go)

[Pre-Chorus]
(Oh, oh) He treats me so good
(Oh, oh) You wish that you could
(Oh) Axe him, nix him, make me forget him
But there ain't nothing out here quite like him
[Chorus]
La, la me, you think you gon' la, la me (Oh)
You pimpin' just ain't enough to la, la me (You're so typical)
I told you that in his arms is where I'd be (Yeah, yeah)
You need to quit puffing that la, la, la, la (Let it go)
La, la me, you think you gon' la, la me
You pimpin' just ain't enough to la, la me (You're pimpin', it ain't strong)
I told you that in his arms is where I'd be (No it ain't)
You need to quit puffing that la, la, la, la

[Bridge]
All my ladies, my real down ladies
Want these lame-ass busters to stop
Stop tryna holler when I told you about 'em
And the game that you're spittin' ain't hot
All my, all my, all my real ladies
That want these busters to stop
Stop tryna to holler when I told you about 'em
And the game that you're spittin' ain't hot

[Chorus]
La, la me, you think you gon' la, la me
You pimpin' just ain't enough to la, la me
I told you that in his arms is where I'd be
You need to quit puffing that la, la, la, la
La, la me, you think you gon' la, la me
You pimpin' just ain't enough to la, la me
I told you that in his arms is where I'd be
You need to quit puffing that la, la, la, la
La, la me, you think you gon' la, la me
You pimpin' just ain't enough to la, la me
I told you that in his arms is where I'd be
You need to quit puffing that la, la, la, la
La, la me, you think you gon' la, la me
You pimpin' just ain't enough to la, la me
I told you that in his arms is where I'd be
You need to quit puffing that la, la, la, la

[Outro]
(La, la) What the fuck, y'all thought we was playin' with y'all
(La, la) N***a, its S. Dot and Trackboyz, we ball
(La, la) You always keep sneaking like the game ain't changed
(La, la) N***a, Teairra Marí, remember the name, let's go
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