One for the Cuties

(Chrous - Yo Yo & MC Lyte) One for the cutie, two for the cutie with the big D... One for the cutie, two for the cutie with the big D... One for the cutie, two for the cuite with the big D Three for the cutie with the big D with money You got it goin' on honey Now we'd just like to know how low can you go? (Verse 1) (Lyte) I keep 'em on lock down, but I gets around He can tie me up I be damned to let him tie me down Doin' what I like, when I want, where I please Keep a nigga in check, cause they be in my cheese (Yo Yo) Yeah I know what you mean, my nigga's on some ol' mafia shit He need a gangsta chick, he love to trick But I be damned if I let him play me He'll be home and believe me, he know this bitch'll get crazy (Lyte) Yeah, I can recall havin' to haul off and slap a punk Named Sam who tried to play me like a chump But for real though, you can't be too slow When you messin' wit' them quick, slick, trickin' negroes (Yo Yo) Well uh... If I get done I'mma come like the mackstress It's the Y O to the Y O tell 'em jack this Always talkin' 'bout he'll never leave ya Only wanna please ya, down on your bend-n'knees-a (Chorus) (Verse 2) (Yo Yo)Uh, baby had body like nobody I know I don't know how he thought he was fadin' Yo Yo (Lyte) Is that so? I couldn't tell, he looked thick as hell Semmed like he'd break the bars off a jail cell (Yo Yo) Well Lyte you don't know how wrong you are You see the nigga was so fat he couldn't fit in my car But it's all love, I ain't trippin' I just booted his ass and kept dippin', listen (Lyte) Well now, me, myself, I like 'em tall slim and slender Keepin' me warm with hot sex in the winter Cause out the door, is like a freezer In-a my house I keep 'em warm like a heater (Yo Yo) Well... I like 'em nice and thick, with more dollars than sense Don't need releationships, just true to this I want a man that's taller, a shot-caller Like a baller, instead of a yes-yes-y'aller (Chorus) (Verse 3) (Lyte) Rain or shine, I'mma get mine without no delay I keep 'em on reserve and take 'em off of the display Treat him like a Doc', better believe he's on call And when I hit him on the headpiece like yes-yes-y'all (Yo Yo) I remember wakin' up with this cuties in bed The last words he said was 'Don't forget to call me' Damn, I shouldn't have did it, now I ain't with it I hope he wasn't lookin' for a commitment, damn (Lyte) I keeps it on the real, baby I moves slow And if you ready to push in the bush then you gots to go On the first date, brother you gots to wait And it's worth your while, some say I'm the all time great (Yo Yo) Well... I treat 'em like fleas on my collar Pick 'em by the hour, cutie with big D's and dollars Dressed in Versace or Polo, you never know Question is, how low can you really go? (Chorus) (Yo Yo & MC Lyte) One for the cutie, two for the cutie Three for the cuties with the big D's and money One for the cuite, two for the cutie with the big D... One for the cutie, two for the... Three for the... Oh yeah One for the money, two for the cutie And three for the cuties, and the money with the... The everything, with everything that it takes, (Ha ha ha) We need a cutie with big D and money