[50 Cent Intro]
Yeah, She like it she love it, she kiss it she
suck it, she want me to want it, She want to climb
up on it,
smile (Ha, ha)…Lloyd Banks, 50 Cent

[Lloyd Banks]
[Verse One]

Look Mommy, we can creep through the ghetto with
ya, feet and stiletto take a, cartlan party is
when ya sneak in the meadow and ya can head to the
house from the houses to threw floor from the
floor to the couch from the couch to the door,
then its out to the store for, out for the more,
watchin' out for the law, coz its a powerful law,
i don’t care how much you want it dawg, vouch to
the pool, cause the first hint she did i was on
mouth for the tour, im loving the ladies with no
husbands and babies, since little I’ve been
active, lost dozens of babies, maybe ive been
stuntin' in your cousins Mercedes and roll upon
you dumping, pull a gun at your 80's, ive been
around your block, im the talker of the town,
that’s probly why they wanna see me in chork on
the ground, well you can find me on a corner with
a pack of marijuana middle finger to haters, nigga
you're fuckin' with the greatest

[50 Cent]
[Chorus]

Bitch I wanna go to a motel, just for four hours
on a short stay, we don’t have to go far, far away
to have some fun, try things my way, bitch grab
your bags, get in the Esclay, put the seat back,
we on our way, there's no games to play, nuttin'
else to say listen to your man girl try things my
way

[Lloyd Banks]
[Verse Two]

We makin’ you, rest in towel, make a mess in the
flowers, how bout sex in the shower or neck for an
hour, you got a ring on your finger even one on
your nose squeezing some on your toes, one in your
tongue that blows, ohh, remember speak about it,
you could of been a model, why you didn’t swallow,
niggas got scenes tomorrow, no love, no hoes, no
paper, nah no ice no hoes no maker, your picture
look good, imma’ take her wont have to fight or
make her first night imma break her, i got game
like a laker, you think I’m slow or something,
stop bitch you know you frontin' always wants a
different nigga you some kind of hoe or something

[50 Cent]

Yeah Banks, I know the bitch man, I sat kicked it
with her for a few minutes and shit, i wasn’t even
goin' hard son i just kicked it wit her for a lil
bit then i told the bitch i was like..

[50 Cent]
[Chorus]
Bitch I wanna go to a motel, just for four hours
on the short stay, we don’t have to go far, far
away to have some fun, try things my way, bitch
grab your bags, get in the Esclay, put the seat
back, we on our way, there's no games to play,
nuttin' else to say listen to your man girl try
things my way