Yeah, I'm kickin' it for real with B Real
Come on, kick that fly gangsta shit

Blowed away, flowin' away
Chillin' like a mothafucka
On this hot ass day
Damn, kinda hot, so I just
Ride as I glide down the wicked ass south side
So, as I begin to flow, my label is Death

[Verse 1:]
I called you up for some sexual healin'
I'm hard again so baby come get it
Bring the lotion so I can rub ya
Assume the position so I can f*** ya
All night long til you scream and moan
Cut off ya pager
Unplug the phone
Don't say a word just let me work i