[Hook: Lil Ya]
LIl' Ya got a gangsta jazzy bitch
Yella Boy got a gangsta jazzy bitch
Tec-9 got a gangsta jazzy bitch
But we lookin' for them bitches with them real big butts
LIl' Ya got a gangsta jazzy bitch
Yella Boy got a gangsta jazzy bitch
Tec-9 got a gangsta jazzy bitch
But we lookin' for them bitches with them real big butts

[Verse One: Lil Ya]
I can never run out of bitches to write about
Might forget they name, but I got game, that's how I get the mouth
I told ya bout Demetrice, Yvette, and Sabrina
Never gave you the low on this stank hoe Katrina, I seen her
Walkin' out down Canal by herself, she's a bad bitch from Uptown
Who lived in the Melph, I introduced myself
As the capital-Y-A, OK
She asked me what I like to drink, I told her Alizé
And by the way you need to pick up some of that foolishness
It makes me hard, when I start, I don't want to quit
Man, I punished this hoe, I wore the pussy out
And before I left, best believe I got the mouth
I told you I'm a gangster, and I just don't quit
So I'm a talk some more shit bout another bitch
I got partna out the three we call
Him Tee, now me and my n***a Tee was fuckin' the same
Bitch named Nicky, Nicky was the Spanish type of bitch
Who liked the sex, she was down for havin' sex
But I was in it for her checks
She begged me to nail, I told the bitch to give me some mail
She took me to dinner, broke me off I ended up in her
Now, Yella Boy, you my n***a, I know you don't trip
But after the chorus, won't ya brag for a bitch
[Hook: Lil Ya]
LIl' Ya got a gangsta jazzy bitch
Yella Boy got a gangsta jazzy bitch
Tec-9 got a gangsta jazzy bitch
But we lookin' for them bitches with them real big butts
LIl' Ya got a gangsta jazzy bitch
Yella Boy got a gangsta jazzy bitch
Tec-9 got a gangsta jazzy bitch
But we lookin' for them bitches with them real big butts

[Verse 2: Yella Boy]
My story starts about my baby mama, motherfuck ya
I wish I never met ya, keep my name off ya, vamoos!
I can shake ya, cause I cut ya loose
I'm sick of tired of the right's to lefts and
The uppercuts I had to throw
Now I'm goin' solo, hoe, ya see
I want a popper from the South, so she work her mouth
Plus my long dick make her scream and shout
Now where the big booty bitches who can really bounce
Stroke it up at the Telly, hoe, or at my house
I like to tear them hoes up when I'm full of that dope
Servin' up with the dick down they throat
Like Scope
I'm come through like a gun at the head
Hold the noise, let's get busy fuck the chit-chat
I'm down with dackaree go up in the pussy dizzy
Now tell me do you feel the dick in yo stomach dizzy
Break it off and for the record let my boy's hit it
Fuck a nice bitch, I want a real freaky bitch
Cuz I'm a G runnin' game catch the M.O. Four
To be with me you got to be low down and dirty hoe
Pussy way Uptown cuz I'm a clown
Turnin' you bitches smile into a frown
Undercover freak I brought ya self-esteem out
Skeet skeet from yo hip to yo titte, hoe
I want the whole nine yards, plus yo heart, hoe
I want ya to back the fuck up, take a step back hoe
It's the fella with the chuck's
Comin' to rip wrap up them bitches on the floor with the hoe bro
You see me in the mall spendin' what the fuck I want hoe
All XL Polo's with beaucoup thirty six waist Girbauds
[Hook: Lil Ya]
LIl' Ya got a gangsta jazzy bitch
Yella Boy got a gangsta jazzy bitch
Tec-9 got a gangsta jazzy bitch
But we lookin' for them bitches with them real big butts
LIl' Ya got a gangsta jazzy bitch
Yella Boy got a gangsta jazzy bitch
Tec-9 got a gangsta jazzy bitch
But we lookin' for them bitches with them real big butts

[Verse 3: Tec-9]
From the nine-five to the nine-six, I switched around my life
Last night I fucked Kangol's wife
It's like over and over, we twerk it on up
Got to keep my eye's on these bitches out for my riches
They need they hair fixed and start to schemenin', them dirty hoes
Tec-9 what ya like? I like a pretty little bitch
Tec-9 what ya like? I like a fine ass bitch
Tec-9 what ya like? Well as a matter of fact
I like a bitch who ain't afraid to suck the bozack
My bitches is trippin', got a mind full of silly games
It's such a shame I had to ditch the hoe, now I be solo
Now picture me pimpin' a flock of hoes, got 'em workin' on the streets
And I'm at home gettin' my dicked sucked up under the sheets
I stroke the pussy to left ,I stroke the pussy to the right
Hot blowed, I'm releasin' leakin' down yo throat
It's four thirty in the mornin' got to make it home
Before my wife wakes up and know she sleep alone
It's the same rotation as I apply the penetration
To yo body, I'm smokin' I'm fatty the moment is right
You call me daddy, it's like over and over
You twerk it on up but we huntin' for
Them bitches with them big ole' butts
Now the sweat from your forehead is drippin' in my chest
No fakin' no more, because you know you dealin' with the best
You want a key to my pad, but you tweakin'
You tryna find a way to straight trap me up
[Hook: Lil Ya]
LIl' Ya got a gangsta jazzy bitch
Yella Boy got a gangsta jazzy bitch
Tec-9 got a gangsta jazzy bitch
But we lookin' for them bitches with them real big butts
LIl' Ya got a gangsta jazzy bitch
Yella Boy got a gangsta jazzy bitch
Tec-9 got a gangsta jazzy bitch
But we lookin' for them bitches with them real big butts