Break Me Off Lyrics - Petey Pablo

Man, you see that? Yeah 

Every time they come right here with all them big cars 

We can't get nothin', I don't like that 

I don't like that at all 

Got myself some new funk 

An' I'm 'bouts to get funked up, I said 

Well you talk a lotta trash, let me ask where yo' mans 

Damn, where you from, outta town or where you stay? 

Well, I got myself some new funk 

An' I'm 'bouts to get funked up, I said 

You should play ball with the sweet game you playin' 

Girl, ain't no ball playin' goin' on 'round here 

Guess who jumped back in the izzle skizzle 

To get every boys on the brother Tim? 

Why you fuckin' with him? He gone have you shame of yourself 

Out on a limb, too far to call help 

I ain't hatin' on him, I just heard it, heard from him 

He heard it from him, so he must have done it to them 

Wait a cotton pickin' minute, naw, y'all gone 'head 

Get in the bed, hike up ya legs, give him some head 

Girl, play to win, work until the dick fall dead 

I'm just hopin' I can get a chance to poke it myself 

Yeah, fo' shizzle, Mrs. Thizzle 

My pager number 877 for Petey Pizzle 

Got myself some new funk 

An' I'm 'bouts to get funked up, I said 

Well you talk a lotta trash, let me ask where yo' mans 

Damn, where you from, outta town or where you stay? 

Well, I got myself some new funk 

An' I'm 'bouts to get funked up, I said 

You should play ball with the sweet game you playin' 

Girl, ain't no ball playin' goin' on 'round here 

My man at the crib, nigga, what the deal? 

Look but don't feel, come on, man, I came to kill 

I think you oughta chill 'cause you on them X pills 

In Zeffer hills an' make my titties look like the hills 

Beg if you will, like artist with no deals 

My ass give him chills like a slut in high hills 

My body is a meal like fries in the ville 

Now playa, looka here, ain't nothin' goin' in my rear 

My night gown sheer, I know you want to tear 

Now can't you tear my underwear like apple an' pears 

Oh yeah? Oh yeah, fo' sheezy my neezy 

7793 go 'head, hit me when you need me 

Got myself some new funk 

An' I'm 'bouts to get funked up, I said 

Well you talk a lotta trash, let me ask where yo' mans 

Damn, where you from, outta town or where you stay? 

Well, I got myself some new funk 

An' I'm 'bouts to get funked up, I said 

You should play ball with the sweet game you playin' 

Girl, ain't no ball playin' goin' on 'round here 

Girl, I got a half a pound of reffer, a thousand geeker pops 

Call up all yo' homegirls, see if they can come out 

See if they'll show out, freek-a-leek or somethin' 

See if they can be-bounce over these speed be-bumps 

Make her blow her back door down 

Make her scream loud like on 'Girls Gone Wild' 

Breaker break it down, turn it around 

I'm tryin' to throw a hooker hip out 

Make her stick her tongue out, now sit down 

Ain't but one helicopter pilot in this chopper now 

Show her what the chopper's about, you in Petey's house 

T-t-turn around, make a right, get the hell out 

Got myself some new funk 

An' I'm 'bouts to get funked up, I said 

Well you talk a lotta trash, let me ask where yo' mans 

Damn, where you from, outta town or where you stay? 

Well, I got myself some new funk 

An' I'm 'bout to get funked up, I said 

You should play ball with the sweet game you playin' 

Girl, ain't no ball playin' goin' on 'round here 

Got myself some new funk 

An' I'm 'bouts to get funked up, I said 

Well you talk a lotta trash, let me ask where yo' mans 

Damn, where you from, outta town or where you stay? 

Well, I got myself some new funk 

An' I'm 'bouts to get funked up, I said 

You should play ball with the sweet game you playin' 

Girl, ain't no ball playin' goin' on 'round here