[top dog big kahuna]   Is it the big ohh, or is it gon' be no?    Let me tell you one thing, d-o ain't trickin no dough   At a show, shorties wanna meet me at the mo'   Askin mad questions about the dough I hold   Hold on baby, don't even go that route   Because the money, that I'll make you don't need to know foul   'cause the thing change, and all the talkin stops here   Just lay your back down, and take off your underwear   Who cares, it's your bras and panties, they ain't matchin   Yo what's the rules? you have to leave if the ohh ain't happenin   Yo, why you laughin, you won't be laughin   If you standin in front of room,   They clear to get your punk ass maskin      [smokelite]   Only mess wit the girls that sharin (sharon), they nickname carin (karen)   Known from the big butt and the tight jean wearin   Also big breasts, always comin to my rest   While I cores they chest, and they suck me off next   Easily place in the mouth, like a grape from a tree   But she can't eat it, she must suck it, like a sweet lolli   I know that's a hobby, I met her in a lobby   Lookin good, beautiful self, bad ass body      [chorus]   Yo it's goin out to nicole, out in new jerz   To my girl keisha, out in d.c.   It's all about the girls, girls, girls, girls   Spark them some o.g.c.   And it's going out to wendy, out in l.a.   Going out to tasha, out in tennessee   It's all about the girls, girls, girls, girls   Bob marley spliffs and hennecy      [starang wondah]   It was me and hennyville in the starang mobile   On my way uptown, pumpin the new dru hill   I couldn't rush it, turn to hennyville, bust this   Seen reese in tight jeans, doin her ass no justice   Her mother gaspin, right where the restaurant be   I drove by, waved, kinda nonchalantly   Me and my man, cruisin through, checkin out the scenery   Stopped at the light, these two niggas double schemin me   Lookin in my 740, so I guess they beemin me   Yo they ain't gettin money, yo ask me what it mean to me      [louieville sluggah]   Yo, not a God damn, not since you my man   Because of jealously, over they fuckin toes, he ran   Yo I'm the villest, that be my nigga for real   You don't think shit real, then go and ask your girl      [starang wondah]   Aha, we stopped by the store, I stepped outta the ride   My big gold chain steady swingin side to side   These two shorty wops, was all up in my grill like a barbecue   Say "i don't wanna bother you, but aren't you starang"   They couldn't keep they eyes off my big gold chain   I kept my eyes on they ass, so shit was like the same   Yo simple and plain, I know ya be singin my song   Let's take 'em back to the crib, so we can all get along   The big ohh      [chorus]   Going out to mergari in n.y.   And this is going out to tammy out in n.c.   It's all about the girls, girls, girls, girls   Bless the mics for the whole m.f.c.      [louieville sluggah]   Guess who, son, just um, jumped upon the scene   Nadine, you know that chick we met out in queens   That chick is mean, she steamed our whole team   Had heads gackin up things like gangrene   Take it from b.b.d., that think right is labeled "poison five"   You never could trust a big butt and a smile   For she say we display our thing well   And I say "bitch, what that shit you tell? "   Shit, I know, niggas that hit it and lookin sick   No, no, sick dick, henny I do a bid   Don't explain, simple and plain   The only thing you lovin is my name and my fame      [chorus]   It's all about the girls, girls, girls, girls   To shari out there in philly   Break it down now, girls, girls, girls, girls   To sundum lee in japan   Yo it's all about the girls, girls, girls, girls   To my girl bronca swollen from brazil   Girls, girls, girls, girls   To francewola bei from paris      Bless the mic! (8x)