This song is dedicated to all the girls in the world who like ***. Surrender to Mr. David Banner. Quit looking at my mouth, girl, Banner don't kiss. But you can look at my dick, it ain't just long, girl, look at my whip. Gon' ride on the tip, then slide on down, girl, work them hips. Yeah, work them hips. I can jump in the bed, girl, break this bitch. Let me pull your hair. Slap your face. I'm feeling real freaky. I might wanna taste. You wanna *** right now? Well, let me see your panties on the floor. Do you wanna *** right now? Well, let me see your panties on the floor. Go and get your best friend. I really wanna *** her too. We can do it all night long. And if you want, girl, she can do you. Do you really wanna make me happy? Then you can come and ride my pole. You can bring all your girls. I'ma make them all scream out. Do you like it when I *** your neck? And squeeze it till your face turn blue? Could you please come and sign this waiver? If you pass out, girl, you can't sue. Do you wanna *** right now? Well, let me see your panties on the floor. Do you wanna *** right now? Well, let me see your panties on the floor. I got a dick like a horse you can ride on now. This is what you get when you come down south. I said come down south. Don't trip on the first date. Put it in your mouth. I like real rough ***. I can slide it down low. But you feel it in your neck. And I don't need no help. I can dig it all out. I'ma walk and hitch the rack. Do you wanna *** right now? Well, let me see your panties on the floor. Do you wanna *** right now? Well, let me see your panties on the floor. Do you wanna *** right now? Well, let me see your panties on the floor. Do you wanna *** right now? Well, let me see your panties on the floor. They be runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin'. Kool and Dre, y'all, and boom! What it is, man, it's like... Of course I'm a street nigga. I done my *** in the streets. I done whooped ass, I done got my ass whooped. That's funny. We're gonna talk about that real quick. Niggas act like they street niggas, but they never got their ass whooped. You a mother***in' lie. That's like saying you're one of the best basketball players in the world and you ain't never got dunked on, nigga. That means you don't play no mother***in' defense. So me sayin' that, like... I don't wanna... I'm a nigga by default. I ain't a nigga cause I wanna be. Like, I hear all these niggas, bruh, sayin', well, you know, I ain't this, I ain't that. I'm a artist, dog. I never lie and say I ain't a artist. I never lie and say I ain't a rapper. I love ***in' music. This is not a hustle to me. I hustle with it, but it's not a hustle. And, like, a nigga see my *** and, well, why Banner doin' this? And why Banner doin' that? Nigga, cause I wanna change music. Like, I remember back in the day when artists dictated the streets. You know what I'm sayin'? The Prince, mother***ers didn't tell Prince what to do. Mother***ers didn't tell Curtis Mayfield what to do. John Coltrane what to do. They did it, and niggas in the streets followed them. It's like niggas ain't leaders no more. Mother***ers waitin' for the streets to tell them what to do. I'm a ***in' leader, and the thing is, I may make bad decisions musically, but a wise man told me, if you ain't makin' a lot of mistakes, you ain't makin' enough decisions. So it's like, I did ***, and I did different ***, because I don't want niggas to think the same way that they think about southern niggas. Like, man, when I did Certified, and niggas seen me in the suits and ties, they was like, what the *** Banner dressin' up for? Cause I'm sick of niggas thinkin' that southern niggas only white tees and golds in they mouth. Yeah, we are that, but my nigga, we college students too. Nigga, we hustlers, we own businesses too. We ain't just no white tee niggas.