Released on May 17, 2008

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[Verse 1]

Her major is biochemistry

She something like a doctor

All I know is shorty do roll blunts proper

Puff lie in the lac pumping Big Poppa

Going back to back spitting over Who Shot Ya

Argue all day about who flow hotter

Whisper in her ear

I wanna be ya Don Dadda

She smile gracias no si no nada

No seeds so mama

Gotta be mine

Gotta be fine up top she heaven

In the hips she seven

And hold the MAC-11

Cause she street wise with her petite size

Probably hold a n**** down if the heat rise

She a real chick who don’t need sweet guys

Who speak lies

Built like chicas

Pushing 93 rides

Besides every don needs a diva

Passenger side reserved in my two-seater


[Verse 2]

You know my friend

I’m into her

But I don’t know how much she’s into me

A perfect 10 is how to define her symmetry

You talking Hip Hop

Well she is the epitome

As her man is how I want honey to picture me

She’s used to Malibu’s most wanted like Jamie Kennedy

Wack n****s who don’t stimulate her mentally

I don’t want to go hard

And have her act differently

Really trying to get her

But only get her sick of me

So I’m doing all the flowers and candy

Hoping she want to be down like Brandy

Out of all the girls, this one understands me

As crazy as we are she can rock with the family

I want to scoop her up before a dude get fancy

Come through stuntin

And it’s off with the panties

I had my share of the material girls

I’m trying to save shorty from the material world


[Verse 3]

I want her to love me kiss me

Her touch is tender

Putting all these emotions in a blender

Her radiant smile warms up the coldest winter

Ever when we together it calms my temper

Sista is a Souljah

True to the Game like Terri Woods

Beautiful and misunderstood

I got a lot of n****s straight hatin my style

If they was on their job

I wouldn’t be making her smile

Ready to tell both her parents

I’m taken their child

Bringing her to my world

And making her my girl

If she let me

No matter what I do she don’t sweat me

Her brown skin sexy

She know I love Nestle

Saying shit to test me but I always pass

We can survive the show like Ness and Babs

In this life what I’m trying to say with this mic

She the Claire Huxtable type

That real n****s wife