Bet Ya Man Can't(Triz)
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Blam!
Bang bang baby!
Yeah, Terror Squad style
Trizzie, check it out now
Yo, I'm rated X in sex,
I flex like Lex Lugor
So who's next to get scooped
up by this roughneck from Cuba?
We do maneuvers like Super Dave,
always with a group of babes
Sayin “Mami's
out” like Sugar Ray
Cause Cuban Link don't play
miss, I flip and do some strange
witchu like hit you with the
whips and chains, check it
I get you naked like I'm
mystic, cause this [dick] is
thick as a brick, raw
with big that bend it
Now let's get, physical,
my jiggable pie
Let this lyrical guy scuba
dive right between your thighs
I satisfy like a Snickers
bar casue I'm the bigger bar
that'll stick you quicker
than a 'spic will strip car
My repoitoire holds a four
star performance with all women
Hittin more skins
than Alec Baldwin
You're fallin in love
and you can't get up
Now check the cut, I stripped
ya, now you can't strut, word up
Bet ya man can't do it
like that (like that?)
He can't work the middle,
cause his things too little
Bet ya man can't do it
like that (like that?)
I make you scream papa
(you the best dada!)
Bet ya man can't do it
like that (like that?)
He can't work the middle,
cause his things too little
Bet ya man can't do it
like that (like that?)
I make you scream papa
(you the best dada!)
Yeah, uh, uh, yo
Paradin in the Palladium,
all eyes on my presence
Poppin the Crist', sportin the
chick straight out of Essence
Word up, patch thug, three
quarter front Polo jiggy
Be like 'Who is he,
lookin like a grizzly?'
While your girl watch me,
you're busy drink pissy
Wanna lay your love, but
your love wanna kiss me, huh
I got a fly team, me and my
guys gleam like high beams
Makin the killin off of
fiends with pipe dreams
It might seem, like I'm
conceited with the cream talk
But I got the kind of green
that could bride a Supreme Court
And when we talk, the
whole world listen
Turn your back to T.S. for one
secoud and find your girl missin
Baby make me holla, take
it off, I give you dolla
We can party til manana
ain't nobody gotta know nada
Word to Allah, give me
some Mississippi massana
I'll be in the sauna, troopin
the naga like the chupacabra
Cool it mama, you gettin
too hot, bust a shot
Boo-yaa! Rub it up and
down like my oo-wops
Suscia!, show me
your dirty dance
The way you work the pants make
any man wanna jerk his gnads
Bet ya man can't do it
like that (like that?)
He can't work the middle,
cause his things too little
Bet ya man can't do it
like that (like that?)
I make you scream papa
(you the best dada!)
Yo, my official like it
in you like, Keith Murray
Burn my beef, gettin your sweet
cherry every week if necessary
I'm very nasty like
Nas, did you ask me?
Pass me those cheeks and I'll
bring you joy like BlackSTREET
In the backseat of
my Jeep, we can chill
or Creep like TLC but
don't sleep, I keep it real
What the deal mami, you wanna
feel on my steel salami?
Come and try me, I'll sign
my name all over your punani
Come on Mami, you
comin home with me
All night in my tub
drinkin Hennessey
Gettin lyed up with your
thighs up, I'ma suprise her
when I rise up, inside her
Yippie kay yay, I'ma
ride her and guide her
Straight to the triz, where
we goin, straight to the crib
Pun in here and Cuban and
Seis, you know what time it is
Soon as we walk in the
crib, let's get biz
TRIZ TRIZ TRIZ TRIZ TRIZ
TRIZ TRIZ TRIZ (oahkayyy!)
Since ya man can't do it
like Link (like Link?)
He can't work the middle,
cause his thing too little
Bet ya man can't do it
like Seis (like Seis?)
I make you scream papa
(you the best dada!)
Bet ya man can't do it
like Crack (like Crack?)
He can't work the middle,
cause his thing too little
Bet ya man can't do it
like Pun (like Pun?)
I make you scream papa
(you the best bana!)
Bet ya man can't do it
like Link (like Link?)
He can't work the middle,
cause his thing too little
Bet ya man can't do
like Seis (like Seis?)
I make you scream papa
(you the best dada!)
Bet ya man can't do
like Crack (like Crack?)
He can't work the middle,
cause his thing too little
Bet ya man can't do it
like Pun (like Pun?)
I make you scream
papa-- adios mama!
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