Put 'Em on the Glass

"C'mon now" - repeated [Verse 1] Got 'em up, yeah my Taliano, not many brothers is rollin in Diablos Hittin the hard rock, to finish my work spot I'm lookin for females to cop (yeah) You thinkin past me, I'm rollin up a five point O like pimps on ho, G And I'm sittin in third, I'm never on swerve, to the right I merge Now I'm patrollin and I'm lookin for a skirt, this thing I'm holin I still got game ain't a damn thing change I spot ten V's in the left lane Eye contact is on, I'm rollin down windows pointin at thongs And she's poppin them buttons and yankin that blouse Girl let it all out! And that's what she did, baby ain't no kid 36 D's a make a man skid I'm puttin in work on the freeway pass Cause she put 'em on the glass (yeah) [Break] - w/ ad libs Put 'em on the glass .. Put 'em on the glass, girl Put 'em on the glass [Verse 2] Yes he's kinky, weenie and jinky Got fresh rock on his pinkie He gets paid to stay laid My copycats fade, evade to unpaid who's stay played Girls when I'm on the freeway Cats jumpin in, givin me leeway And then drop them things on the dash This Porsche is quick so don't try to run fast At speed I got a need to see you breathe And proceed with the kinky tease Indecent exposure can't hold ya, it's makin you bolder Cause baby is a Mix-A-Lot soldier But lusting is on balls Everybody's beggin to get into your draws What's makin you hit brown? +Baby Got Back+ or (shake it up and down) You can follow me home cause this bone is on full blown Straight growin all night long I like my females nasty Never try to drive straight past me Just get in the left lane and show me your insane And fill up the window with fangs Puttin niggas on skids, jump out and straight crash Cause she put 'em on the glass [Break] - w/ ad libs - (*scratched*) [Verse 3] How many times will you play this Before you ban this, I heard Mrs. Gore can't stand this But I got a family, lovin this scandalous rap Guess who I got layin on the canvas D-R R-I-C-H-A-R-D Hard from the three way party Baby them things is workin Fillin up the passenger window with Jergens You hit the gas I hit my drool Baby can I get with you? Rush the blood 'til the glass gets dressed Obsessed with the ways you express yourself Some say I only rap about wealth But baby can I talk about your health? Lungs, lungs, motherfuckin lungs Get a brother oh so strung I'm lovin this window draftin The whole right lane is draftin Offend me, offend me, you can freak me if your friendly B double O B S, straight sittin in the window I'd rather kiss them than indo And if you see me on the freeway, baby don't pass Slow down and put 'em on the glass [Break] - w/ ad libs Put 'em on the glass Put 'em on the glass, girl Put 'em on the glass Now shake them titties .. Shake 'em .. Put 'em on the glass .. Put 'em on the glass