Moet

(album: Welcome 2 Tha Chuuch...Vol. 3 - 2004)

Bitches, bitches, bitches, you love moet
Bring some of that shit, bring it to me
Skeet, skeet, skeet, skeet, skeet, skeet, skeet, I love moet
Everybody in this place love moet

Flossy bitches in leathers
Smelling like Prada, shaking their tailfeathers
I hit the event with the hydro glow
Never party pooper, super rhyme pro
I can feel hatred when I step through the door
Why you talking bout me? You best watch your ho'
'Cause she is watching me, I'm watching her watch me
She clocking the Versace, eyes locked to the crotchy
I move to her, pimping, step it up a notchy
The 'Zine play vivid, like a fifty-inch Hitachi
With a body like a bottle, is your name Jeannie?
You need to be with me, why you chilling with that weenie?
Fool get mad, like he gon' throw a fit
Nigga, don't you know the Glock ready to spit?
Lord have his mercy, get this, nitwit
It's nasty in the gutter, don't make the Glock spit

Yeah, we just sipping on some moet
To get the hoes more wet, you hoes better know it
Yeah, we just sipping on some moet
To get the hoes more wet, you hoes better know it
Yeah, we just sipping on some moet
To get the hoes more wet, you hoes better know it
Yeah, we just sipping on some moet
To get the hoes more wet, you hoes better know it

Let's get it popping, homie, pour some more in my cup
Man, the way this bass banging, I'm buzzed, ready to fuck
I'm tryna get my duck sucked, let her massage these nuts
Like the Bishop say (Step your game up)
We them niggas that they wanna hang with and do they thing with
Don't mind me, just vibe off this gangster shit
Hootie-hoo in the house gon' get some
Feeling good 'cause she wet, but we trying to get her more wet

Pour it 'til it's all gone, you might get the suds
When you sip it, make sure you finish, then you get a buzz
We don't love not one of you's, hope you soak it up
Understand how we do it, cashing in and getting sucked up
For real, we don't play, taking breaks when we can
Hit the glow like the strobe, putting bitches in a jam
Then scram, we on to the next destination
Pimpin's how we do it, puttin bitches in their places!

It's up to you, player
To make sure them bottles multiply, but not out your pocket
Dig, it's the new Mack-illennium now
And chicks not gonna get away with that game no more

Yeah, we just sipping on some moet
To get the hoes more wet, you hoes better know it
Yeah, we just sipping on some moet
To get the hoes more wet, you hoes better know it

Drunk as fuck, but still sipping, I'm stuck in this position
Where the rest of all my niggas I came up in here with?
Talk to the bitches like I won't, I'm trying to roll a blunt
Ain't got no time to sit and holler, come swallow me or something
Since tomorrow wasn't promised, I'ma party 'til I die
Big glass of Moet, share with my niggas in the sky
Tipsy on a fifth, I'm getting frisky with a bitch
Oh, yeah, I used to hit her sister, but that was in '96
Leave a tip with the bartender
You little slender, fine ho', I'm coming home with you
Get more explicit, baby, touching on my dick, I'm rushing to get a fix
Another shot'll set us off, it cost to get with this
I'm just a hop and a skip around the way from where I say
I put my dick back in my pants and I'm finished for the day
I ain't saying it no more, the glass'll get it popping
Ass is what I'm looking for, she got it, got it

Yeah, we just sipping on some moet
To get the hoes more wet, you hoes better know it
Yeah, we just sipping on some moet
To get the hoes more wet, you hoes better know it
Yeah, we just sipping on some moet
To get the hoes more wet, you hoes better know it
Yeah, we just sipping on some moet
To get the hoes more wet, you hoes better know it

Yeah, we got forty hoes in here, so we gon' need about
You know, let me see how many bottles we gon' need
Let me add this shit up real quick
Give me one second, hold on, let me see
Okay, all right, here we go, look

Ten times five, plus four, minus three
Bitches'll bring bottles, and they all for free
I go hard on 'em, guard on 'em, pouring my glass
I want the little yellow bitch with the big old ass
My young homeboy shot some drag, then he put out a bag
Now she drinking and she thinking that she gon' get some cash
Look, fill it up one more 'gain, get that shit crack-a-lacking
Tell her to back it up, suck a nigga, like Dracula
And now she feeling good, I'm feeling good, it's so spectacular
This ain't no acting here, but you'll be acting up
Laughing and cracking up, talking to your peoples 'bout
How it rolls, you call it Mimosa, let's toast to
The hood life, the good life
You could, might be living the good life if you do it right, do it right

When you see a player charging a chick
Dig, player, pat him on the back
Don't player-hate, congratulate

Yeah, we just sipping on some moet
To get the hoes more wet, you hoes better know it
Yeah, we just sipping on some moet
To get the hoes more wet, you hoes better know it
Yeah, we just sipping on some moet
To get the hoes more wet, you hoes better know it
Yeah, we just sipping on some moet
To get the hoes more wet, you hoes better know it

Can you, can you, can you, can you, can you dig it?
Moesha crept up on her ass, now she can feel it
Laid up naked with six bitches and twelve titties
Alright, ladies, I want asses wiggling and titties jiggling
Oh, you did it

I got a whole glass full, I'm feeling cool, no bullshit
Moet up in my cup, Jack, I'm chilling with a rugrat
Sexy legs and hips, I'm you bitch (Uh-huh)
I got game, like Suga Free, up in Cologna, bitch

Yeah, we just sipping on some moet
To get the hoes more wet, you hoes better know it
Yeah, we just sipping on some moet
To get the hoes more wet, you hoes better know it
Yeah, we just sipping on some moet
To get the hoes more wet, you hoes better know it
Yeah, we just sipping on some moet
To get the hoes more wet, you hoes better know it