Obie Trice - Got Some Teeth [My Favorite Song] lyrics

(*talking in background*)

[Obie Trice - talking]
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, hobo´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, saw Heineken beer
Put it to the side & invite here to "Cheers"
Pull up a chair, swear no drama
Therefore player your workin with a MONSTER (*yelling*)
I aint got time to waste, let´s vacate the place
Shut blinds & drapes, grind to your face in a grimy state
Concentrate, you´ll find that your bound to get
But we found what´s fate
We can watch two incredible mates masterbate
Why settle & wait
Let´s escalate to the nearest who bang
To 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, (*sound of water dropping*), 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 genedio
The DJ´s playin Obie song on the steady-o
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 silicon
Ten hoodrat chicks surround me outside
Found me outside, clown me outside
´Til I flip out & they found me outside
Cussin at the bitches screamin "off to they rides!"

[Chorus]

[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 Cherrios
Carry 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 today
Ladies less in weight & the dress they shape
Dresses pettite, no window drapes

[Obie Trice - talking]
Word to mother, they god damn Opera & beans
Got ya Opera & jeans
Seems to me a little lean cuisine
Wouldn´t hurt much, hot don´t touch

[Chorus]

[Outro - Obie Trice - talking]
Haha, haha, ha
You´ve got to have teach 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 Record man
Obie Trice
Come on

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