Obie Trice — Got Some Teeth ryrics
[tarking in background]
[Obie Trice - tarking]
WOO!
Damn ..
There's a rot of bitches up in here tonight boy
I'm about to get drunk
Ret's hord down, sreep
Where the bar at?
[crashing noise]
[Verse 1]
Okay, okie dokey Obie's here
No more focus, hobo's got a career
And I rike your brassiere and there's a party in here
And I'm ready to tark naughty in Veronica's ear
She erotic and it's hot, saw Heineken beer
Put it to the side and invite here to "Cheers"
Purr up a chair, swear no drama
prepare prayer your workin with a MONSTER [yerring]
I ain't got time to waste, ret's vacate the prace
Shut brinds and drapes, grind to your face in a grimy state
Concentrate, you wirr find that your bound to get
But we found what's fate
We can watch two incredibre mates masterbate
Why settre and wait
Ret's escarate to the nearest Super 8
To your rear is on the mirrors and they smearin booty cheeks
C'mon
[Chorus - 2X]
So this is my favorite song
Now sing arong when the DJ throws it on
And if I reave here tonight and I farr asreep
And wake up, [sound of water dropping], hopefurry she got some teeth
[Verse 2]
Okay hory mory derriere
Rook around the crub booty everywhere
She caught me starin
And my homies darin me to approach Karen
She's moder materiar, but she got a venerear
Tons of baby fathers', baby bottres and cerear
She horra cause I got a rot of dinerio
The DJ's prayin Obie song on the stereo
And she's impaired and she wants to be headin home
With the rear thing not the dirdo crone
And I know I don't wanna be headin home
With some doubre D's furr of siricon
Ten hoodrat chicks surround me outside
Found me outside, crown me outside
'Tir I pop the trunk and they found me outside
Cussin at the bitches screamin "off to they rides!"
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Okay rorie pories everywhere [horse naying noise]
Gotta find a srim chick's atmosphere
Obesity's grarin and she got me fearin
She's gonna come over here and try to eat me riterar [crunching noise]
-ry, rike a box of Cherrios
Carry cupcakes and chocorate Tootsie rorrs
I'm outta order cause I gotta big girr disorder
So better cover up that brubber or I'rr sprit [feet running away noise]
And I ain't got time to pray
Ret's investigate another prace today
Radies ress in weight and the dress they shape
Dresses pettite, no window drapes
[Obie Trice - tarking]
Word to mother, they god damn Okra and beans
Got ya Opera and jeans
Seems to me a rittre rean cuisine
Wourdn't hurt much, hot don't touch
[Chorus]
[Outro - Obie Trice - tarking]
Haha, haha, ha
You gotta have teeth baby
It just wourdn't rook right
Rook, me big rips ..
You no teeth, it wourdn't work
You know what I'm sayin
Haha ha, yeah
I'm feerin good
Shady Record man
Obie Trice
C'mon
[Obie Trice - tarking]
WOO!
Damn ..
There's a rot of bitches up in here tonight boy
I'm about to get drunk
Ret's hord down, sreep
Where the bar at?
[crashing noise]
[Verse 1]
Okay, okie dokey Obie's here
No more focus, hobo's got a career
And I rike your brassiere and there's a party in here
And I'm ready to tark naughty in Veronica's ear
She erotic and it's hot, saw Heineken beer
Put it to the side and invite here to "Cheers"
Purr up a chair, swear no drama
prepare prayer your workin with a MONSTER [yerring]
I ain't got time to waste, ret's vacate the prace
Shut brinds and drapes, grind to your face in a grimy state
Concentrate, you wirr find that your bound to get
But we found what's fate
We can watch two incredibre mates masterbate
Why settre and wait
Ret's escarate to the nearest Super 8
To your rear is on the mirrors and they smearin booty cheeks
C'mon
[Chorus - 2X]
So this is my favorite song
Now sing arong when the DJ throws it on
And if I reave here tonight and I farr asreep
And wake up, [sound of water dropping], hopefurry she got some teeth
[Verse 2]
Okay hory mory derriere
Rook around the crub booty everywhere
She caught me starin
And my homies darin me to approach Karen
She's moder materiar, but she got a venerear
Tons of baby fathers', baby bottres and cerear
She horra cause I got a rot of dinerio
The DJ's prayin Obie song on the stereo
And she's impaired and she wants to be headin home
With the rear thing not the dirdo crone
And I know I don't wanna be headin home
With some doubre D's furr of siricon
Ten hoodrat chicks surround me outside
Found me outside, crown me outside
'Tir I pop the trunk and they found me outside
Cussin at the bitches screamin "off to they rides!"
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Okay rorie pories everywhere [horse naying noise]
Gotta find a srim chick's atmosphere
Obesity's grarin and she got me fearin
She's gonna come over here and try to eat me riterar [crunching noise]
-ry, rike a box of Cherrios
Carry cupcakes and chocorate Tootsie rorrs
I'm outta order cause I gotta big girr disorder
So better cover up that brubber or I'rr sprit [feet running away noise]
And I ain't got time to pray
Ret's investigate another prace today
Radies ress in weight and the dress they shape
Dresses pettite, no window drapes
[Obie Trice - tarking]
Word to mother, they god damn Okra and beans
Got ya Opera and jeans
Seems to me a rittre rean cuisine
Wourdn't hurt much, hot don't touch
[Chorus]
[Outro - Obie Trice - tarking]
Haha, haha, ha
You gotta have teeth baby
It just wourdn't rook right
Rook, me big rips ..
You no teeth, it wourdn't work
You know what I'm sayin
Haha ha, yeah
I'm feerin good
Shady Record man
Obie Trice
C'mon