Cherry Kool Aid

[Intro: Game] Out of all the mother fucking kool-aid's at the grocery store How come cherry kool-aid look so appealing to a nigga? They got grape... blue... green [Verse 1: Game] I was riding down Slauson just flossing my whip-whip-whip Blades spinning like a nigga head when I took my first hit-hit-hit Banging that Above the Rim soundtrack, wishing Pac was here can't go back Cold Mac, nigga they know that, My Adidas and my Kangol hat Keep a nigga fucking bad hoes in the bathroom at the club off that 'tron-In-My-Zone-With-All-My-Jewelry-On-On Nigga thought he had dimes never seen a bitch quite like this bitch I got-got In the VIP of that coc-u-nut Ciroc-roc-roc Rock a nigga like the oldies Cooling in my cup mixed with Codeine And I ball like I'm on a pro team And her pussy give me protein Next time you knockin on the window And I'm blazing my endo And you try to give me your demo I swear God I'll listen if you tell a nigga [Chorus:] What your baby momma pussy taste like? Just like cherry kool-aid What your baby momma pussy taste like? Just like cherry kool-aid What your baby momma pussy taste like? Just like cherry kool-aid {I Think she my flavor we gon' wake the neighbors} [x2] [Verse 2: Maad Maxxx] I was sitting on the block Just trying to get me a knot Different way till you get paid mane' Keep ho's running up the spot On my way I seen me a chick God damn she look so hot So I hop out the whip Had ta-had ta give her what I got I said "Excuse me miss tell me your name Maybe later we hang and then you give me brain" I explained don't complain, I'm no lame, I'm with Game Don't back off this "Blackwall" can't you read on my... chain? Got a got a couple spots we can hang on the low I didn't even know the chick stripped Watch her get down to the floor Came over right around 3, and she left right around 4 That's enough about my bitches... All I really wanna know... [Chorus:] What your baby momma pussy taste like? Just like cherry kool-aid What your baby momma pussy taste like? Just like cherry kool-aid What your baby momma pussy taste like? Just like cherry kool-aid {I Think she my flavor we gon' wake the neighbors} [x2] [Verse 3: Famous Fresh] I stay shining like Christmas lights Shirt off blowing krpytonite Which ones want to spend the night? Red room tour G4 flights Sitting in my maro, watching Roberto De Niro When he seen a freak, I'm a deep straight hard as an arrow Dark tint cruising through the city Bitch walking sitting on 20's Searching for my hush, seat empty If it's money I got plenty Famous Fresh I run my city Bitches say I run my city I don't know Diddy, I smoke Phillys Run base like a nigga from the Phillies What nigga pussy taste like? Probably grape like my swisher But I can't hit a couple girls Might cut us both up like scissors Tell a nigga stunt act silly Hit em with the black Mac milly But before I smoke you just answer one thing... [Chorus:] What your baby momma pussy taste like? Just like cherry kool-aid What your baby momma pussy taste like? Just like cherry kool-aid What your baby momma pussy taste like? Just like cherry kool-aid {I Think she my flavor we gon' wake the neighbors} [x2]