B Is For B.o.BB.o.BAhhh, man lookCheck it outI step into the place like soFeelin’ real calm cool collected and composedShe lookin’ like « Nigga, whatcha here fo’? »I’m like, « Don’t be actin’ like I don’t be givin that doe. »That thing that you needThat thing that you knowIf we was at sea I would not be a boatCause I would go deepYes down deeper lowRight next to the P like L M N OThere is no expressionNo word or phrase I knowThat would accurately describeThe way I feel the most’Bout them curve and the thighsYou know I like the mostAnd if I ever were to t-try to quit I’d just keep goin’Cause just like Clarence Carter baby (I Be Strokin’)And you like, « Oh my God », I got you soundin’ holyI got a s-s-surprise. yeah that right there is goldenSo hold itCause this is my job like it ain’t nobody’s businessTell me whose is this?B-o-BizzlessYeah yeah real dirty real grittyHahaAnd you know we like moveIn the bedroom like boom-ba-boom-boomHahaNow we change up the tuneNow we got a new one rockin’ in ooohnI think it’s noon and we still ain’t throughWhile she in the zone I be up in that poonEwwwAnd it’s just so nastyThat’s why the sex is so damn fantasticTrashy, trashyYou ain’t gotta ask meKids close your ears cause this right here is graphicThen we sit down and we brown on that cali-caliLike we in Atlanta in the CaddyI am not a father but she calls me « Daddy »Now my confidence feels awfully fantasticHaAnd that’s why she the Cooter Club CaptianCause like this beat she cla-cla-cla-clappin’