The Yearn

Intro: Hit virginia, I get the shorty-shorty Hippin on the forty on the corner wanna bone In home or out on my own I get whatever hit her, and then get rid of her After I'm done with it, my man, he wanna get with it Then he hit it from da back, now my crew wanna hit it But me freaky tah, trip off and I creep Niggaz they be buggin, but don't ever peep my style My crew is buckwild We been in this game for awhile Chorus: Smokin cheebas, the liquors The condoms, the a*s It's the cheebas, them liquors The condoms, the a*s (repeat 3x) Verse three: mr. cheeks Now before you run up in that Wear your mutha poke-pro-fa-lac Stick, before you run up in skinz Before you bone, run your mouth to yo mens Make sure that you protect yourself That shows that you respect yourself Now don't violate your skin and your balls You'll be making, the phone call See dr. abraham or them condoms now You know that you best to be aware Don't go bustin up and nuttin in Let a nigga from the lost boyz tell ya somethin No man know he play he the f**kin game But aids ain't got no f**kin name All you chancy niggaz that's playin cute Don't jump, without a parachute Verse four: pete rock Yeah here we go as I shoot from the top of the key The lost boyz in the house with the capital p Grab a chair relax and pa*s the alize I'ma tell you a little somethin about this chick around my way She was a dime with a brown skin complexion She looked so good you'd think you wouldn't need protection Girlfriend was top choice selection... ...around in every section They got twisted, she said no condom so he risked it Caught in the mix and now you sick kid Word is bond, I thought by now you learned your lesson F**king around with no protection So emphasize this, stressin the point, and analyze this Don't get caught, with the virus It's the chocolate boy wonder with the lb fam Listen up, use your condom when your third leg stand [chorus fades]