Intro:      [freaky tah]   Is this, is this, is this, is this, is this   Is this da part   Is this, is this,      Verse 1   [mr.cheeks]   Where you goin? I told you that I was rollin   But you can't wait   You wanna run around ho'in witcha friends   Hay that nigga cheeks ain't got no ends   But I can see clearly now   The darkside ends   I remember when we first met   Everything just chill >chill   A nigga from the southside   A shorty from the springfield high >from the springfield   Shorty lookin fly right tah? >woo   I sez hello   But I gets no reply >no reply   Im leanin on the gate I sz hello   She ain't talkin   Oh, you a stink bitch well stink bitch you keep walkin >walkin   Oh I ain't no bitch   Well now shorty you reply   But couldn't you reply when dem niggas said hi   And tell me...      Chorus      [freaky tah]   Is this da part is this   In my heart is this   Is what we feel is this      Verse 2      [mr.cheeks]   She said well listen   I don't know you from paint   Well if you no bitch   Then why reply if you aint   'cause see my bobo's mad strong   I never thought twice   That my wife would do wrong   I see her all the time   She's always home when I call her   I feel like a million bucks   Takin flicks at the mall   I had it goin on for a minute   'cause it only took a minute   For another to run in it   Had the..birds and the bees   Lemonade and iced tea   Man I went all out with ease   She was my main squeeze   Tell me....      Chorus      Verse 3      [mr.cheeks]   Now shorty rock, she had a nigga on lock   Used to bring her friends through   To meet my mans on the block   And everything seemed love love yo   Shorty was the one I was thinkin of so   Whenever I used to listen to rumors   I would hit em till my man pulled me near   Put a bug in my ear   Listen shorty over there   Wit the smile it be foul   Just in a little while   Seen her on the isle   Wit another kid, who just came home from a bid   We grabbed on that ass   All hugged up in front the crib.....   See what I'm sayin   Bitches dont' appreciate nuthin man   2 dollar bitches wit 3 dollar haircuts yo know...      Chorus      Outro: mr. cheeks   Have you ever me a girlie   That you really did want   Tip up the phillie   Light up the blunt   Time to get puffed, huffed out my man   I bust wit my niggas   Rest in peace to cash   And niggas who pass   I get blast   Up on the block, it's 1 o'clock   Runnin wit tah, pretty lou it's the crew   This is how it go   This is how we do   Bounce...