Letra de canción descargada de: https://www.albumcancionyletra.com ------------------------------------------ Obie Trice - Got some teeth ------------------------------------------ [talking in background] [Obie Trice - talking] WOO! Damn .. Thereīs a lot of bitches up in here tonight boy Iīm about to get drunk Letīs hold down, sleep Where the bar at? [crashing noise] [Verse 1] Okay, okie dokey Obieīs here No more focus, hoboīs got a career And I like your brassiere and thereīs a party in here And Iīm ready to talk naughty in Veronicaīs ear She erotic and itīs hot, saw Heineken beer Put it to the side and invite here to "Cheers" Pull up a chair, swear no drama prepare player your workin with a MONSTER [yelling] I ainīt got time to waste, letīs vacate the place Shut blinds and drapes, grind to your face in a grimy state Concentrate, you will find that your bound to get But we found whatīs fate We can watch two incredible mates masterbate Why settle and wait Letīs escalate to the nearest Super 8 To your rear is on the mirrors and they smearin booty cheeks Cīmon [Chorus - 2X] So this is my favorite song Now sing along when the DJ throws it on And if I leave here tonight and I fall asleep And wake up, [sound of water dropping], hopefully she got some teeth [Verse 2] Okay holy moly derriere Look around the club booty everywhere She caught me starin And my homies darin me to approach Karen Sheīs model material, but she got a venereal Tons of baby fathersī, baby bottles and cereal She holla cause I got a lot of dinerio The DJīs playin Obie song on the stereo And sheīs impaired and she wants to be headin home With the real thing not the dildo clone And I know I donīt wanna be headin home With some double Dīs full of silicon Ten hoodrat chicks surround me outside Found me outside, clown me outside īTil I pop the trunk and they found me outside Cussin at the bitches screamin "off to they rides!" [Chorus] [Verse 3] Okay rolie polies everywhere [horse naying noise] Gotta find a slim chickīs atmosphere Obesityīs glarin and she got me fearin Sheīs gonna come over here and try to eat me literal [crunching noise] -ly, like a box of Cherrios Carry cupcakes and chocolate Tootsie rolls Iīm outta order cause I gotta big girl disorder So better cover up that blubber or Iīll split [feet running away noise] And I ainīt got time to play Letīs investigate another place today Ladies less in weight and the dress they shape Dresses pettite, no window drapes [Obie Trice - talking] Word to mother, they god damn Okra and beans Got ya Opera and jeans Seems to me a little lean cuisine Wouldnīt hurt much, hot donīt touch [Chorus] [Outro - Obie Trice - talking] Haha, haha, ha You gotta have teeth baby It just wouldnīt look right Look, me big lips .. You no teeth, it wouldnīt work You know what Iīm sayin Haha ha, yeah Iīm feelin good Shady Record man Obie Trice Cīmon