Got Some Teeth lyrics

Obie Trice

[Intro]
Whoo!
Damn, there's a lot of bitches up in here tonight boy 
I'm bout to get drunk
Tone down? Where da bar at? 

[Verse 1]
Okay, okie dokey, Obie's here
No more focusing, O's got a career
And I like your brassiere, and its a party in here
And I'm ready to talk naughty in Veronica's ear
She erotic and it's hot, so I "Heineken Beer"
Pull her to the side and invite her to "Cheers"
Pull up a chair, nigga, swear no drama
Prepare for a playa who workin with a monsta!
And I aint got time to waste
Let's vacate the place, shed blinds and drapes
Grind to your face in the Grimey State
Concentrate, you'll find that you're bound to cake
What we found was fake
We can watch two incredible mates masturbate, why settle and wait?
Let's escalade to the nearest "Super 8"
Until your rear is on the mirrors and they're smearing' booty cheeks 

[Chorus]
And this is my favorite song
Now sing along when the DJ throws it on
And if I leave here tonight and I fall asleep, then wake up
Hopefully she got some teeth (uh-huh)
And this is my favorite song
Now sing along when the DJ throws it on
And if I leave here tonight and I fall asleep, then wake up
Hopefully she got some teeth 

[Verse 2]
Okay, holy moly, derrière
Look around the club booty everywhere
And she caught me staring'
And my homie's daring' me to approach Karen
She's model material (*record scratch*)
But she got a venereal
Tons of baby fathers, baby bottles, and cereal
She holla cuz I got a lot of "dinerio"
The DJ's playing Obie's song on the stereo
And she's impaired, and she want's to be heading' home
With the real thing, not the dildo clone (*female moan*)
And I know I don't wanna be heading home
With some double d's full of silicon
Ten hood rat chicks surround me outside
Found me outside, clowned me outside
'Til I flipped out and they found me outside
Cussing' at the bitches screaming' "Off to they rides!" 

[Chorus]
And this is my favorite song
Now sing along when the DJ throws it on
And if I leave here tonight and I fall asleep, then wake up
Hopefully she got some teeth (uh-huh)
And this is my favorite song
Now sing along when the DJ throws it on
And if I leave here tonight and I fall asleep, then wake up
Hopefully she got some teeth 

[Verse 3]
Okay, Rollie Pollies everywhere
Gotta find the slim chic's atmosphere
Obesity is blaring'
And she got me fearing she gon come over here
And try to eat me literally (*crunch*)
Like a box of Cheerios, Kerry cupcakes and chocolate tootsie rolls
I'm outta order cause I got a big girl disorder
Saw the cover of that blubber oh, I split (*Flintstones sound effect*)
And I aint got time to play, let's investigate another place to date
Ladies less in weight and in dressily shape
Dresses petite no window drapes
Word to mother, that god damn okra and beans got you "Oprah" in jeans
Seems to me a lil' "Lean Cuisine" wouldn't hurt much I can't touch 

[Chorus]
And this is my favorite song
Now sing along when the DJ throws it on
And if I leave here tonight and I fall asleep, then wake up
Hopefully she got some teeth (uh-huh)
And this is my favorite song
Now sing along when the DJ throws it on
And if I leave here tonight and I fall asleep, then wake up
Hopefully she got some teeth 

[Outro]
Ha ha ha ha
You gotta have teeth, baby
It just wouldn't look right
Look
Me...big lips
You...no teeth
It wouldn't work, you know what im saying?
Yea
I'm feeling good!
Shady Records, man
Obie Trice, c'mon