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(I'll Be Yo') Huckleberry

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Hey, now, baby

How you been doing?

You been doing fine?

You know, you called me last week

I got your message, but I was out of state

You know what I'm saying?

Now I come through

Just like the hog I am

All up in her bedroom

Serenading to my tune

She's got an attitude

Against her man

She needs me to get her in the mood

I had to hit her

I'm never scary

I feel hot for my baby

I'm in and out

And partner, you ain't knowing this

She loves you dearly

But she's only on the player's tip

Because you ain't giving something that she really needs

And that's that good ass loving

Partner, can't you see?

She's bored, no trust

She sits in the house all day

While you out there balling

Trying to have it the Kingpin way

She gets no time

Your schedule way too deep

You leaves out the house every time you get a beep

To all you ladies, sweet, dark, and lovely

See, players like me, I likes to taste of Easter Bunny

I likes to lick you down

Give you self-esteem

I'm the player you want on your under team

Your Huckleberry

Mack it fast, shot it

One of them top of ballers on the same level as Gotti

So all you tenders, it's all to the good

So page me on the under and I'll creep through your hood

If you need some loving, girl

Loving, girl

I'll be your Huckleberry

Very

And if you need someone to talk to, girl

Talk to, girl

You can call me on the under

Under

Looking at my Oyster Perpetual Rolex

Browsing through my Rolodex

Baby done left a verbal

Want me to hit that girdle

Come through on the tuck while he's in the shower

Get her when he's with Rob and them after hour

Slumping Johnny Taylor

Cheating in the next room

Demonstrating new and improved moves

Thugging, drinking booze

But when you plug it

"Baby, see you soon." You say one day we going to jump the broom

And she was faithful for you

But did she love you?

Or was she used to you?

It ain't my fault you got too attached

Don't check me, partner

Want to know my name?

Call me 40 Pop Cherry

I'll be your Huckleberry

If you need some loving, girl

I'll be your Huckleberry

And if you need someone to talk to, girl

You can call me on the under

I'm on your mind 24/7

When you at work, you calls me at 11:00

And that's cool because my number won't be on your bill

Oh baby girl, all we want to do is keep it real

We want to play this game right

And if you feel me, we gots to have our game tight

So we can smob to the beat, champagne and all

Rub you down to the Camisole

100 Miles away, while your man think you at work

That boy Shot is all up in them skirts

If there's a bluebird on my shoulder, shit, I hit him

I turn him around, then from the back, that's when I kill him

But hitting it from the back ain't always what I want to do

I got to do you hard so you can tell your crew

That that boy Shot knows how to tuck

He got you giving it up

And you ain't done that in years

If you need some loving, girl

I'll be your Huckleberry

And if you need someone to talk to, girl

You can call me on the under

Keep it on the under

It's between me and you

Take my pager number

All times of the day

Ooh, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo

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