4, 5, 6 (Explicitversion) (Feat. Jeff "J.T. Money" Tompkins & Kandi Burruss)

Yo, what's up?
'Sup, baby? This your nigga, ha-ha
Nigga, where the fuck you at?
Mr. Good Dick, what ya say?
I said, "Where the fuck you at?"
What? How you feel?
How you say you feel? What?

I feel like you need to get home 'fore your shit be outside
Say, you need daddy to come through, and regulate, what?
Put this thang down, what?
It's all good, baby

It could be four, five, or six, you bet not be nowhere, laid up with no bitch
You better bring that home, to momma, don't be playin', and shit
If you get horny when you out, no need for eyein' them hoes
Why eat a burger, when you got steak, and potatoes at home?
A short drive is all it takes, I'm just a phone call away
Ain't no excuses, motherfucker, for you runnin' astray
I give it to you when you want it, ain't no other's like mine
Your ex-bitch can't fuck with this, so, don't be wastin' your time

The Indian, black mix, boy, like I told you, before
And we can iy-yi-yi the fur rug on my livin' room floor
And ain't nann hoe gon' bring it, like you know, I'ma bring it
And ain't nann hoe gon' freak it, like you know, I'ma freak it
And ain't nann hoe gon' shake it, like you know, I'ma shake it
And ain't nann hoe gon' take it, like you know, I'ma take it
So, don't make me come lookin' for you, pull you outta some mix
Then turn around, and bust you in your shit, before four, five, or six

I don't care if it's four, five, six, seven, eight, in the mornin'
Boy, you better call me, when you think you're gettin' horny
I don't give a damn 'bout who you with
Just as long as you ain't givin' up my shit
I don't care if it's four, five, six, seven, eight, in the mornin'
Boy, you better call me, when you think you're gettin' horny
I don't give a damn 'bout who you with
Just as long as you ain't givin' up my shit

You know me as your player, your pipe layer, your all night stayer
Off in your sauce, when you need your rocks off
Knock your socks off, baby, off the chain in this bitch
Have your wide ass open, while I'm slangin' this dick
Got you lovin' this shit, suckin', and fuckin' this dick
Wanna go and make some bucks for this dick
Fightin' all in the club for this dick, I'm that player that you chose
Long as you satisfied, baby, fuck them other hoes

Just keep my pussy horny, so, you can put it on me
Girl, you know I'm the only one who can satisfy your monkey
Ain't nobody gon' do you like I do, when I put this love stick inside you
Money man, guaranteed to satisfy you, have you open all night like drive-through
So, bring your thang on, so, I can get my bang on
I hope you likes a good fuck, because, my game strong
And I ain't lyin', girl, you wouldn't, if you could quit
I signs my name on that pussy, Mr. Good Dick, that's my shit

I don't care if it's four, five, six, seven, eight, in the mornin'
Boy, you better call me, when you think you're gettin' horny
I don't give a damn 'bout who you with
Just as long as you ain't givin' up my shit
I don't care if it's four, five, six, seven, eight, in the mornin'
Boy, you better call me, when you think you're gettin' horny
I don't give a damn 'bout who you with
Just as long as you ain't givin' up my shit

Uh, now nigga, what you gon' do? Let me put this good lovin' on you
We can do everything that you want to, 'cause, I like a real, freaky, deaky, don't you?
That's right, don't make no promises, can't find none better than mommas is
Stay wet, stay tight, keep you comin' back, go all night, feelin' right, you'll be lovin' that

Hell, yeah, like wanna make enough moves, fuckin' you, boy, like you got somethin' to prove
Runnin' loose, fuck it, nigga, gotta pay dues, make you wanna tell your boys all about whose
No talkin' now, come get the good shit, make you never wanna fuck another hood bitch
Have you breakin' off plans, to come and lay me, motherfucker, don't ever try and play me

I don't care if it's four, five, six, seven, eight, in the mornin'
Boy, you better call me, when you think you're gettin' horny
I don't give a damn 'bout who you with
Just as long as you ain't givin' up my shit
I don't care if it's four, five, six, seven, eight, in the mornin'
Boy, you better call me, when you think you're gettin' horny
I don't give a damn 'bout who you with
Just as long as you ain't givin' up my shit

I don't care if it's four, five, six, seven, eight, in the mornin'
Boy, you better call me, when you think you're gettin' horny
I don't give a damn 'bout who you with
Just as long as you ain't givin' up my shit
I don't care if it's four, five, six, seven, eight, in the mornin'
Boy, you better call me, when you think you're gettin' horny
I don't give a damn 'bout who you with
Just as long as you ain't givin' up my shit

I don't care if it's four, five, six, seven, eight, in the mornin'
Boy, you better call me, when you think you're gettin' horny
I don't give a damn 'bout who you with
Just as long as you ain't givin' up my shit
I don't care if it's four, five, six, seven, eight, in the mornin'