[Featuring Barron Ricks]

Aiy yo!

[B Real]

I remember that freak bitch up in the clubs

The Victoria's Secret she give love

No matter which way you keep it

You'll get shoved out the picture now peep it

(You get the gloves bitch!)

I used to know this girl that slanged the green shit

Had it all goin on but it didn't mean shit

She wanted to be a star with big cars

and all the fame that came my way I gotta say

that she was all that, and a bag of indo

with no seed, such a delightful weed

I wish she was still around but, no she's gone

I guess she got blessed and she got put on

Aiyyo I miss that girl, she had the bomb, was the

bomb-diggy bomb bomb, and nope, I'm not Qu'ran

Had all the holy books, and notes to get still

I never met another dealer with that appeal

With those electric eyes, hypnotized

any wise man surprised, the queen of the lye

[Barron Ricks]

Bee eyes, bouncin five deep, clicked of innocence

Hangin with friends, all under surveillance from the government

While Don want tights they floss rights, just chewin on ice

Meditatin with her camp, gettin damp

She's a pimp or tile freak bitch, high maintenance

She got her fuckin clit pierced, chained to her anus

Professional for wettin niggaz up, suck em first

til they bust, swallow nut, then she's quick to strut

right out the projects, been a whore since ninety-one

Suck a niggaz dick for fun, holdin guns in her buns

Type of chick tell you 'fuck me in the ass' talkin shit

While she goin WALLA-WALLA-WALLA-WALLA-WALLA on your dick

[B-Real]

I remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs

The Victoria's Secret, she give love

No matter which way you keep it