The Chase

Bro, we've been waiting in line for so fucking long
Did you know there's a twenty dollar cover charge, like, just to get in?
Ion' even think I'll be able to get in bro, I dead ass have on slippers right now
I have no dress code formula.
Yeah, Jonathan's probably in there already
Dude probably got like four bitches on him with like big ol' waists
Ain't nobody worried about that nigga and his King Kong bitches
He probably - Them bitches probably
Yo what the fuck guys? I'm right here
Oh, he was in line with us the whole time

Gettin' into these places it feel like a chore
I grab the first bitch that I see from the door
I still grab the waist when I'm on the club floor
And I'm letting her know 'bout me like I'm a tour
She hear the same speech so many times, it's like an encore
But if you didn't know, here's my report, like I'm Shankar
You know that I'm repping small tiddy committee, yuh
And when I go shopping, they say that I'm thrifty, yuh
No Halloween on me, but I'm feeling tricky
I'm buying this bitch and she might just lift me
Lifting me off, get off of my sack
Don't want your front, just want the back
Sometimes I feel like Urkel
Cum too quick, "Did I do that?"
Oh lord, now here we go
Every time it's the same old show
Next think you know I'm two strokes straight
And I'm sheet-sneezing like I'm blowing my nose

Hunting in the bushes, and I'm looking for the birds
But the thick ones is all we want
I call her "Deer"
'Cause she kinda skinny and she got nice legs and she give good head
When I nail her to the wall

Got a bad one, better freeze and put your hands up
Put those cuffs on, call me daddy, I'm a bad one
Now she turned on, I go down it make her body jump
She got a bad one, call me daddy, I'm a bad one

I'm on the team for the little guys
Big things come in small packages with a side of fries
I prefer not the watermelon, not the basketball, but mosquito bites
Don't give a fuck if you big vegan, playing Hunger Games, living Peta life
But don't get it twisted I be on that ass like Lions on Wildebeest
Straight out of Norfolk, that South with the dirty East
Never caught slippin', no beggin', no pretty please
Pussy delicious, I lick it like Cheeto cheese
Got impeccable stamina
Go three rounds, eat a banana ma
I human but fuck like an animal
And I slurp slurp like a Danimals
You know that I'm reppin' the chocolate city, yuh
Don't give a fuck if you got bite sized tiddies
Got no allergies so I play with the kitty
Red Bull gives you wings, it might just lift me

Hunting in the bushes, and I'm looking for the birds
But the thick ones is all we want
I call her "Deer"
'Cause she kinda skinny and she got nice legs and she give good head
When I nail her to the wall

Got a bad one, better freeze and put your hands up
Put those cuffs on, call me daddy, I'm a bad one
Now she turned on, I go down it make her body jump
She got a bad one, call me daddy, I'm a bad one



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Writer(s): James Brown, Buddy J. Hobgood
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