Lyrics: Lil' Wayne. Nymphos.

[Lil' Wayne:]
Weezy Baby,
Now I'm The Type of Nigga That Be Up In Tha Studio Faithfully,
She Ain't Trippin She Wait For Me,
I Tell Her When I Get A Break I'm A Break Her,
Off So Courageously,
I Got Dem Bangin Drums,
She Got Dem Alicia Keyes,
Ooh Girl Let's Make A Beat,
Ooh Girl You Make Me Weak Like Every Time The Track Break,
Make The Control Room Boom Like An 808,
And If You Walk Your Thong Into This Vocal Booth I Can Guarantee I'm A Make This Song All About You,
And You Know I Got Da Drank,
You Know I Got Da Stank,
It's Amazin How I Think But I Do So,
And Every Time I Meet A Girl She Tell Me That She Sang And I Say I Gotta House With A Studio,
I'm Jus Tryna Do My Thang Baby Video or Audio,
Shawty I'm So Smooth I Go Errywhere That Water Go,
Ooh So Bad, So Mean,
Make Me Wrap Yo Ass UpLike A Hot 16,
And I Promise You Ain't Wanna Hear Nobody Else Flow,
Welcome To My Studio, You Gon Love My Studo.

[Tupac:]
Now I could make miracles with tempos
It's instrumental
Waitin for the nymphos
That's the intro
Shook when ya rushed me,
You walked up and touched me
Why? Do you want to fuck me?
Just cause I'm paid in the worst way... True
Lookin kinda good in your birthday suit
I wonder if your wild or ya act shy,
Do you like to be on top or the back side?
Watch when you lick your lips, shake your hips
Goddamn, I love that shit
Now let's stop fake gimme real now
I got a room and a hard on, Still down?
Met ya standin at a bar full of black dudes
Said ya wanna see my scars and my tatooes
When we head for my hideout, act right

Boss playa when I ride out, that's right

Oh Shit Baby Is A Dime Piece
More Than Just Fine
She's Personally Blessed From The Gods
If I Seen Her Right Now
She Could Get Me Hard
Didn't Wanna Talk To Me Just To See My Car
Never Had Sex With A Rich Rap Star
Til I Got Her In Theh Back Of My Homeboy's Car
Tell Me Why Do We Live This Way
Money Ova Biches Let Me Hear You Say
What's Yo Phone Number
Are You Alone?
Got A Pocket Full Of Rubbers Let's Bone
Time To Tell Ya Girlfriend To Take You Home
I Had Fun, But Baby Gotta Leave Me Alone
Picture In My Rhyme Take Time To Rewind These Ordinary Words I Say
If You Opening Ya Mouth
Bet In A Minute You'll Find It's Time
Let The Outlaws Play

[Ludacris:]
Ludacris can't hide or deny that I wanna get you down to them Vickie Seeecretsss
And your body I won't misguide mistreat or misleeeeead it
Hate it up, love it, they can't cut it, so strut it
Number one shaker, like Vick's vapor I wanna fuckin ruuuuuub it
Louisville slug it hit em with a right left, it's goooooone
Tell every last one of ya girls how good it was and it's gone be onnnnnn
Soul Train, more brain for meeeee
No pain, no gain, it's so plain to seee
They be like "I've been feelin kind of stressed can you blow my back out? "
And I'm like "Yea but don't trip if I happen to yank a track out"
When I get done it's smooth sailin once I pull that 'Lac out
Next destination I move forward like Jerry Stackhouse
And 1, have fun, when you chillin with Ludi
We'll slow grind to slow jams while I'm feelin yo booty
We'll hold hand and hold times when I'm up in that coochie
You so fine I'm so sad that you feelin so wooooozy