Obie Trice - Got Some Teeth lyrics

WOO!
Damn ..
Theres a lot of bitches up in here tonight boy
I am about to get drunk
Let´s hold down, sleep
Where the bar at?
[*crashing noise*]

[Verse 1]
Okay, okie dokey Obie´s here
No more focus, old pro´s got a career
And I like your brassiere & theres a party in here
And I am ready to talk naughty in Veronica´s ear
She erotic & it is hot, so a Heineken beer
Pull her to the side & invite here to "Cheers"
Pull up a chair, nigga swear no drama
Prepared for a player? You are workin with a MONSTER [*yelling*]
I aint got time to waste, let´s vacate the place
Shut blinds & drapes, grind ´til your face in a grimy state
Concentrate, you´ll find that your bound to gape
But we found what´s fate
We can watch two incredible mates masturbate
Why settle & wait
Let´s Escalade to the nearest Super Eight
Til your rear is on the mirrors & they smearin booty cheeks
Come on

[Chorus - 2X]
So this is my favorite song
Now sing along when the DJ throws it on
And if I leave here tonight & I fall asleep
And wake up, hopefully she got some teeth

[Verse 2]
Okay holy moly derriere
Look around the club booty everywhere
She caught me starin
And my homies darin me to approach Karen
She has model material, but she got a venereal
Tons of baby fathers´, baby bottles & cereal
She holla cause I got a lot of dinerio
The DJ´s playin Obie song on the stereo
And she has impaired & she wants to be headin home
With the real thing not the dildo clone
And I know I do not want to be headin home
With some double D´s full of silicone
Ten hoodrat chicks surround me outside
Found me outside, clowned me outside
´Til I popped the trunk & they found me outside
Bustin´ at the bitches screamin "off to they rides!"

[Chorus]
So this is my favorite song
Now sing along when the DJ throws it on
And if I leave here tonight & I fall asleep
And wake up, hopefully she got some teeth

[Verse 3]
Okay rolie polies everywhere [*horse naying noise*]
Have got to find a slim chick´s atmosphere
Obesity´s glarin & she got me fearin
She has going to come over here & try to eat me literal [*crunching noise*]
-ly, like a box of Cheerios
Carrot cupcakes & chocolate Tootsie rolls
I am outta order cause I´ve got to big girl disorder
So better cover up that blubber or I will split [*feet running away noise*]
And I aint got time to play
Let´s investigate another place to date
Ladies less in weight & the dress they shape
Dresses pettite, no window drapes

[Obie Trice - talking]
Word to mother, that god damn okra & beans
Got ya Oprah in jeans
Seems to me a little lean cuisine
Wouldn´t hurt much, I do not touch

[Chorus]
So this is my favorite song
Now sing along when the DJ throws it on
And if I leave here tonight & I fall asleep
And wake up, hopefully she got some teeth

[Outro - talking]
Haha, haha, ha
You´ve got to have teeth baby
It just wouldn´t look right
Look, me big lips ..
You no teeth, it´dn´t work
You know what I am sayin
Haha ha, yea
I am feelin good
Shady Records man
Obie Trice
Come on

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