Ohhh baby I dedicate this to all the pretty girls All the pretty girls It’s on All the pretty girls, in the world And the ugly girls too Cause to me your pretty anyways baby
You give me your number, I call you up You act like your pussy don’t interrupt I don't have no problem with you fucking me But I have a little problem with you not fucking me Baby you know I'll take care of you Cause you say you got my baby, and I know it ain't true Is it a good thing? No its bad bitch For good or worse, makes you switch So I walk on over with my crystal Bitches, nword put away your pistols Bemis won't be having it in this house Cause bitch I'll cripple your style Now that you heard my calm voice You couldn't get another nword, hoochie won’t get moist If you wana look good and not be bummy, girl you better give me that money
Hey, dirty, baby I got your money Don't your worry, I said hey. Baby I got your money [x2]
Yo! So I glanced at the girls, girls glanced at me I whispered in their ear, wanna be with me? You wana look pretty though, in my video Ol' Bemis on the hat and I let you all know Just dance! If you caught up in the holy ghost trance If you stop! I'll put the killer ants in your pants I'm the M-A-B as you can see FBI, don't you be watching me I don't want no problems cause I put you down In the ground where you cannot be found I'm just Bem dog trying to make sum money So give me my streaks and give me my honey Radio, yes all day, everyday Recognize I'm a fool and you love me! None of you nmph better look at me funny Nmph you know my name now give me my money
Sing it, sing it girls! Sing it right now! If Bemis want his money Just give him his money That’s how I like girl
Sexy, sexy, sexy Sexy, sexy, sexy
Sexy, sexy, sexy Sexy, sexy, sexy
Yo, yo! Nword playing in the club like this all night Bitches put your ass out let me hold it tight You looking at my wrist saying "it’s so nice" The price bitch is diamonds shining disco light You better help me solve my problem Or I'll get this money and rob them Lucky dig when I won the lotto Ran up on my car for carrying (ryllos?) You can call me Bemis, and then lift up your skirt And you want this Bemis, god made Bem and Bem will bust your ass Stop annoying me, yeah! I play my music loud It takes the bastard ol' Bemis, to move the crowd They say he had his balls in his mouth Sysco taught me that back in the house But give me my money!
American Odds & Ends lyrics