Lateisha, cool, real nice chick
had a face like her moma and a body and some hips
got back like a firecracker
be pullin like a trackter
goin round tellin boys she cant be workin with slackers
her hands up on her hips
her hands up on her hips
she like the way I come around pushin in my whip
yeah i told the girl i know its hard bein fine
lil niggaz askin girl would you be mine
would you be mine would you be mine
she said she would if you just gave her a dime a penny a nickel all of the above
she like them boys that be showin her some luv
with her tall black boots and her open toes
be like ludacris and them and just throw them bows
all day all night i can barely see
the way she shakin in her thong she dont wont me to leave
oh believe when she get ready she be bringin th heat
shakin quik puttin it on me like muhhamad Ali
dont tell no peps dont tell no friends keep it on the downlow
we doin good and i dont want them to know
she say we just in round ten and we got two more to go