Who Sang Take Your? David Banner feat. Too $hort , Bun B & Jazze Pha

Jazze Pha Certified cover art
Release information
Release Date: 2005-9-20
Genre: Hip Hop
length: 4:42
Yeah you know its in me
This ya boy Too Short
I got dat pimpin in me man
And I will...

[Chorus:]
Take your *****
I'll take your *****. And you won't say ****
'Cause you a *****-*** ***** you know
You a *****-*** ***** you know, I step back
And I'll take your *****. And you won't say ****
'Cause you a *****-*** ***** you know
You a *****-*** ***** you know. I step back

And just like that
She's gone out of your life
I know you going home, but not with ya wife
Something went wrong, she looked hot tonight
A real player showed up, and popped her right
You want her back, but I don't think she comin
Unless I make her cum...and I ain't frontin
Don't wanna make her my ho... ust had to have that *****
'Cause you a *****-*** ***** wit a bad *** *****. *****-*****
You know, all *****es ain't women
You can make a hundred calls and won't get 'em back pimpin
Try everything you know; its the "L" and the "O". Its the "V" and the "E"
I can tell she a pro. She must have had a lot of practice
Kept her back on the mattress. Either I'm ****in her good, or she's a damn good actress
All that screamin and hollerin, man she need to go home
I told her cum, take ya slutty *** and leave me alone. Punk *****!

[Chorus:]

I know you (?) for them *****es, but you playin' super-thug
Man you hollerin' you a pimp, but holding hands in da club
She a slut, she a ho, and you knew it from the start
I put that **** in her mouth, you put love in ya heart
Throw somethin at ya boy in tha clique
But the truth is you sick, 'cause I ****ed yo *****!
Shot cum in her mouth, a ***** ask her for a kiss
The golden shower is the only time that yo ***** get this
Got (?) got da gat, head to ya crib
I done wrecked yo car, man them probably my kids
(on the other hand they not...man she swallowed that ****)
Man the truth is ya girl like to swallow dat ****!
So bow down to a pimp when a ***** come through
And you betta hide ya grandma 'cause I'll **** her too
Crippled nieces, blind aunt, and you slut-*** cousins
Man I love a dirty ***, 'cause you never see me comin' dumb *****!

[Chorus:]

Well I was comin down Candy wit dem twenty six inch rims
Rippin' da (?) just mindin my own business
Pull up in the parking lot at da twenty four hour Wendy's
Smokin weed in front of (?) laughin at broke *****es
And bam!
God is my witness, she tapped on my window
I thought it was da "5-0", sweatin us for that endo
But naw, it was ya wife, da neighborhood Bimbo
She lookin right, not too thick or too slim though
"What you ova here fo'? I don't understand
I don't know you from (?), is you lookin for yo man?
'Cause I don't **** wit dat *****, so don't ask me about him
And I don't smoke wit hoes if I don't know where they mouth been"
Told her to move around, but she wouldn't leave
"Ho, you gone bow down to this (?) and let a pimp breathe"
She got down on her knees, begging me, please, to break her off
I ain't even want yo ***** homeboy, but I'll take her

[Chorus:]

Tracklist
CD 1
  • 1 Lost Souls
  • 2 Treat Me Like
  • 3 Gangster Walk
  • 4 2 Fingers
  • 5 Play
  • 6 Fucking
  • 7 Thinking of You
  • 8 On Everything
  • 9 Certified
  • 10 Ain't Got Nothing
  • 11 Bloody War
  • 12 Westside
  • 13 Take Your
  • 14 My Life
  • 15 Ridin'
  • 16 X-ed
  • 17 Crossroads