Hey boy, you know I don't see a dog like you
Hanging 'round a club like this so much anymore
Guess you just love the ladies
Why don't you walk your ass on up
Say, "Hey girl, you dance pretty good for a almost white girl"
And mmm, mmm
Your lipstick sure do match my wallet (Hey)
Oh I get so tired, but you know, uh
Somebody gotta keep the shotguns off the dance floor
Say, why don't you finish that now girl?
And we can stroll out into the midnight air
And skin up a fat one
Yeah, you gonna dig on this, yup
A nice big fat one, yeah (Fat one)

Makes you a little bit insecure
See, that's good for a dog like you
Chills out your ego
I mean, what you gonna do boy?
When she tells you you gotta turn the heat up
You gonna say, "Why don't we go back to my place, so we can talk"?
About Dostoevsky
Huh? Hey, where'd she go?

The girl is gone now, where'd she go now?
You're alone now
Oh, this ain't like college town, no
Welcome to the third world, yeah
The boys like the girls and the girls like the money
You gotta spread it around
You see, the girls like the boys and the boys like the honey, alright
After bee, after bee, after bee
The boys like the girls and the girls like the money
Spread it around, uh oh
'Cause you like the honey, ooh
Oh yeah, the honey
Keeps the bears all stuck in their chairs, 'til way too late
And it's way too late
Yup, it's all way too late, oh
Yup, see the crowd gets a little bit thin
And a little bit crazy
You see, just like that, that's right
I would