Three 6 Mafia Da First Date Lyrics

[Intro]
(Tastes good, tastes good, tastes good)
Man: So what's up with you right now?
Girl: What you mean what's up with me? What's up with you?
Man: I'm trying to find out what you want to do
Girl: I think I need to go home chill out, relax
Man: I think you need to go with me and lay down and relax with me
Girl: Naw it's too early for that
Man: Too early? I been thinking about it for a long time
Girl: But I just met you I don't do that...on the first date
Man: Been with a man you should have been doing it girl, what's wrong with
you?
Girl: What's wrong with you? You ain't getting none

[DJ Paul]
The s___ started off real well
Real swell the b____ was talking lovely
She got me scooping her from the crib say around 8:30
It'll be my first time hitting this b____ I gotta work
I call me n____ Big L for about two ounces to serve
I jumped in some kinda fresh smelling like is it me?
I'm thinking I know I'm anxious this b____ is beeping me
This one right here is too wheezy I'm d___ near scared of that
But I'ma let you boys know when I take care of that
I'm pulling up to the crib lights out
I hit her Nextel celli tell her to come on out
Stepping out of the crib s__y looking bad as hell
I'm knowing g______ well I'm bout to get in that tail
So we pulled out first stop J&S liquor store
Don't you play no games young boy you know that's where I gotta go
She talking about going back to my crib but that ain't trying to happen
I changed the subject poured another cup and I kept on yapping
Jumped on the t__le of six hoping the hoe peeps game
Hickeys all over her neck so I know she got a man
I'm coming out can we f___? I'm on my period
b____ the lies
So I dropped the trick off at the first stop sign
And I'ma holla hoe

[Chorus]
My conversates
I'm trying to f___ on the first date
Weaving all on that oil but still you hesitate
I'm wasting time with this funk a__ b____
Riding round with this drunk a__ b____
Hoe let it b__p

[Juicy J]
Chicken chicken
Don't be tripping
When I'm bout to spit this pimping
Stacking cheese and counting up easy cause you know I'm into winning
Heard your n____s like a pigeon
Punk a__ f__gotts always switching
See that Lexus that he ride in
I got that strapped on my wrist'n
Come on hoe and stop the fronting
Keep my d___ from jumping jumping
Take a shot of fifths and liquor
But I can't be buying nothing
Where I'm from I can't be saying
Cause I'm just to cheap for paying
Can't be hanging drinking drinking
With this guru what a behavior (moan)
Bout to ball the troops to college
Watching haters ow they be falling
Looking for the freaky freakys
That be chewing the d___ and swallowing
We can take a short'n riding
Through the cut to reach your housing
We can ride down to the river
While you work on using your mouth'n
Everybody know you going
Bet you probably saying oh no'n
Then I'm gonna teach you lessons
Stranglin all to death and rowing
And your sister know she with it
Cause she let me n____ hit it
Then she get the licking licking
Then she have to pay to quit it

Chorus(x2)

[Lord Infamous]
b____ I don't wanna just hold hands
And listen to slow jams
I'm not with that romance
Or candle light slow dance
Hoe why don't you take a chance?
Ain't like you ain't f___ed before
Come out those tight a__ pants
Stop thinking that I won't call no more
Don't listen to the rumors that Lord will school ya and slide
You wanna wine and dine
But don't wanna b__p and grind
There's plenty hoes that wanna bone
So next time we don't get it on
The next time you phone
You gets a dial tone b____

[Koopsta Knicca]
There's many b____es that's fine as f___
Tell me how many d___s that they done sucked? (say what?)
Them pretty b____es that like to suck
No telling, tell me how many n____s they done f___ed? (say what?)
One to the honey b____ over in the corner
Two to the b____ on the porch
Take 'em to the bathroom
d___ them in the f___ing moon
Make 'em 'til their toes rub on this side f___
What the f___ you want though?
Could it be my back room door wide open
Naw you know that'd make me mad
The cheese in my pocket please for the head on the dash
Koopsta Knicca sleeping on the b____ on the weekend weekend

Chorus(x2)

DJ Paul:
Hoe get up out my s___!
Ugly b____ I aint wanna f___ your little stanking a__ anyway b____
Only reason I man m_________ing
Man took your m_________ing a__ and babysitted you all night b____
'Cause my n____ was trying to f___ you
m_________ing dike a__ greedy little ugly drunk
Stanking breath a__ b____
Cigarette smoking a__ hoe
Get the f___ up out my car b____!
(Tastes good, tastes good, tastes good...)