[Big L]   Yo what's the deal miss?   I'm sayin tho', let me know somethin right now   Y'know we been dancin all night   I been buyin you drinks all night and shit   You goin home with a nigga or what?   Tell me somethin! Uhh      Chorus: Big L (repeat 2X)      Whattup miss, who you hidin wit?   Who you slidin wit? Who you ridin wit?   We can jump in the SL   Rent a room at the best 'tel   I make it last cause I sex well      [Big L]   Henn Rock and Alize I get drunk off   Whattup miss? Get wit a real man and cut that punk off   E'rythang gon' be alright   I been - watchin you watch me all night   I asked honey her name and she told me Celeste   She had big breasts, honey had me harder than a Spanish test   We on the dancefloor, gettin our boogie on   I see the haters watchin me with they hoodies on   Tryin to peep the ice under the sleeve   I'm like, "It's time to breeze," told honey, "Let's leave"   Took her to Ema G's(?), got some eggs and cheese   Grits fishcakes and orange juice, freshly squeezed   When she finished her meal, I said, "What's the deal   for real - you goin home or you tryin to chill?"   She got close, whispered somethin slow in my ear   and it ain't hard to tell where we goin from here   Yeah..      Chorus      [Stan Spit]   I ain't on that hatin stuff   I was feelin shorty then the bitch told me she was datin Puff   I'm a average nigga, then she said she was in the 6   my relationship, with that nigga called Jigga   I'ma compete with that? I'm a corner nigga sellin crack   Guess I gotta be a ballplayin nigga to bone Da Brat   One bitch, I ain't even wanna fuck   She runnin around, all open off Kurupt   The hoe I thought, was gon' be real easy   told me she got a man and he's some beatmakin nigga named Stevie   What's wrong with these hoes? I'ma fly nigga   I don't wanna go flip Mo' to Rah Digga   or Miss Lopez, bitch no feds   She used to be in the Bronx, rockin Pro Keds   with some Dominican 'dro heads, ridin on top this   on the back of mopeds, titties all out - what what?      Chorus      [Big L]   Is yo' game rusty? Around yo' dame, never trust me   Cause soon as you blink I'ma slide her off then bust three   And I only lay pipe to dimes   A lot of niggaz I know are takin care of kids that might be mines   I love to go low, I'm freaky like that   I never get caught creepin cause I'm sneaky like that, uhh   It ain't my fault your girl be hoe-hoppin   And matter of fact, the last time you gave her loot to go shoppin   honey picked me up some dope shirts   It's because of me why she's walkin crooked and her throat hurts   I hate to wait, cause I'm not on the patient tip   Just hit me off, we don't need a relationship   And when you mention my name, it ring a bell   Ask any female, nobody do it like L   I met this chick Rhonda, who pushed the black Honda   Took her to the crib and bombed her with this big brown anaconda      Chorus 2X      [Big L]   Uhh.. Flamboyant Entertainment   NFL.. one-three-nine, Lenox Ave   Harlem shit, uhh   That's how we do, yeah..