Hey Girl

[Hook: Collie Weed] Hey girl, all-on me girl Why you wan' trouble me girl Hey girl, all-on me girl Why you wan' trouble me girl [Apache] Hey girl it's me Apache, how soon we forget As long as I have a face, you'll have a place to sit What do you want or better yet what do you need ho Links or minks, a ride, or more dough (no) Everytime I see you your hand's out, you're bummin Claimin to be a woman, I hate to see her comin We could've had it all if you just chilled That's you with your sidewalls and you talkin the dollar bill Stop gamin, girl I don't hate ya You slack in your mack game, you wicked by nature So get sweet, slick and slide for the next man You might catch a backhand, cause I know your gameplan Grab a cab, be on your way, that should start ya I like your entrance, let me see your departure Hurry up, get away, move on the double G Why the fuck you wanna trouble me? [Hook] - repeat 2X [Collie Weed's patoid - best guess] Dem a ho until mi end, ta me inna end Tell ya {?} to go, now ya fierce pussy claat PLEASE, sexy {?} come walk wit me Gimme likkle love an' make me feel irie Make me {?} shake like the mango tree Right here on da grass, right next to me OHH OHH, I'm lone-lyyy I wan' this young lady here just to 'old me BECAUSE, me is a {?} suit ya lovely fine Mi need a gal who can give me likkle time Yours are yours and, mine are mine Dem a ho, I know de one Milo Don Dem a ho, I know de one Collie Weed Dem a {?} W-A-I-S-E, L-I-N-G Gimme likkle L-O-V-I-N-G An' me Collie Weed, that's all I need No get up inna temple cause I ask her to plead Iyyah {?}, {?} I watch out de love cause it's me for me Not for mi lovesick, not de money Watch out gal, what me tight-ahh [Collie Weed singing] I want some lovin, and dat's de way I'm feeelin-ah Stop alla-de nonsense, I have no vindictive feeelin-ah I want you to squeeze me, my sugar pie big baaty dumpling-ah Come a likkle closer, I hafta tell you a likkle somet'ing [Milo] Eeny, meenie, mynie, moe Who be the next ho to fuck with the ho pro When I met you I was backed up, stopped up I said come sit on my lap, let's see what pops up Took the bait, asked if we could go to a hotel Took you to the crib, did you on the DL Gave up the pussy, I took it, rocked it Everytime I turn around you got your hands in my pocket But I ain't checkin for ya, your game's too slow I'm too tall for that so bitch act like you know Also, you're on the flip tip This friendship, could end wit'cha leavin with a broke hip Find another brother and run the same lame game I forgot your name, so I can't complain Hurry up, get away, move on the double G Why the fuck you wanna trouble me? (Why you wan' trouble me girl?) [Hook] - repeat 2X [Over Hook] This is something for the people {*Collie Weed's "Hey" echoes repeatedly*} [At the end] Why you wan' trouble me girl?