"A Piece Of Me" lyrics

I know you think I'm tight, I can tell by how you look at me
Cause I'm fine with a little bit of dough on the side
You wanna get a piece of me?
I know you think I'm tight, I can tell by how you look at me
Cause I'm fine with a little bit of dough on the side
You wanna get a piece of me?

Before I screw you too, let's keep the rules
Every single thing that we do is between me and you
The way we get freaky deaky and the X5 being blue
The way y'all licky licky I leave y'all pink and blue
Ya figure that everything that we do, we would not be seeing you
Cause you ain't bein true
You know how we do manages with me and boo
Or see me and Dru runnin' game like PS2

Tryna twerk sumptin
I heard broads comin' with boxes of AIDS
So present that good test or outtie sideways
I done slipped, got a baby, I ain't slippin' no mo
Why the fuck you think the reason I trickin' no dough
Fuck the bubbly, bitch that ain't mickies to me
I'm a real nigga from the L.A.N.D
Oakland Raider to the heart, bout to start this thang
I'm just being myself and kinda hard to change

I know you think I'm tight, I can tell by how you look at me
Cause I'm fine with a little bit of dough on the side
You wanna get a piece of me?
I know you think I'm tight, I can tell by how you look at me
Cause I'm fine with a little bit of dough on the side
You wanna get a piece of me?

I know what you like lady, I can make your life gravy
All types of whips, like your wrist crazy
Don't worry bout mines, I got chips from the 80s
Just never got pinched, that's why the FBI hate me
Lately they been asking me all type of questions
Like who got drop and what squad am I reppin'
It's the Don Joey Crack, get em gone off the yak
Once the broads hear this song, all they broads being strap
And they givin' it up while we livin' it up
And I stay with the sticky, always twistin' it up
I got five since day one, live as they come
I fall from the same tree that Tyson came from

I know you think I'm tight, I can tell by how you look at me
Cause I'm fine with a little bit of dough on the side
You wanna get a piece of me?
I know you think I'm tight, I can tell by how you look at me
Cause I'm fine with a little bit of dough on the side
You wanna get a piece of me?

Ay, ayo, you and them Chloe's
Tell your man to quit handcuffing like Axel Foley
Loose shorty, I'm Yuck, mean smoke trees
I'm tryna get you out your dough
She got my Iceberg nigga, your man me on shi
I'm a Don P, Cristal swigging, he's drinking O-E
Sitting on them 23 Interas, never on Godis
Your man be phony baloney, come ride the pony like Ginuwine
And dine at Mr. Chow's, not Joni's
We go together like Posse and Jolie
See me on MTV Cribs and Testimonies
Rockin' a mink with chunky ice, nothing cubic, zirconi
Damn, baby got a fatty, stank, funky monkey
I'm that weed and pannoni junkie
Two a day, keep the doctor away, I just wanna fuck like Dr. Dre
And I can tell cause you stare like I'm Pacamay
So lose the square and come get fucked the proper way

I know you think I'm tight, I can tell by how you look at me
Cause I'm fine with a little bit of dough on the side
You wanna get a piece of me?
I know you think I'm tight, I can tell by how you look at me
Cause I'm fine with a little bit of dough on the side
You wanna get a piece of me?
I know you think I'm tight, I can tell by how you look at me
Cause I'm fine with a little bit of dough on the side
You wanna get a piece of me?
I know you think I'm tight, I can tell by how you look at me
Cause I'm fine with a little bit of dough on the side
You wanna get a piece of me?