Da First Date Lyrics - Three 6 Mafia Presents: Hypnotize Camp Posse - Three 6 Mafia

(Tastes good, tastes good, tastes good) 

So what's up with you right now? 

What you mean what's up with me? What's up with you? 

I'm trying to find out what you want to do 

I think, I need to go home chill out, relax 

I think, you need to go with me and lay down and relax with me 

Naw, it's too early for that 

Too early? I been thinking about it for a long time 

But I just met you, I don't do that on the first date 

Been with a man you should have been doing it girl 

What's wrong with you? 

What's wrong with you? You ain't getting none 

The shit started off real well 

Real swell the bitch was talking lovely 

She got me scooping her from the crib say around 8:30 

It'll be my first time hitting this bitch, I gotta work 

I call me nigga 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 bitch is beeping me 

This one right here is too wheezy, I'm damn 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 sexy looking bad as hell 

I'm knowing goddamn 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 title 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 fuck? I'm on my period 

Bitch the lies 

So I dropped the trick off 

At the first stop sign 

And I'ma holla hoe 

My conversates 

I'm trying to fuck on the first date 

Weaving all on that oil but still you hesitate 

I'm wasting time with this funk ass bitch 

Riding round with this drunk ass bitch 

Hoe let it bump 

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 niggas like a pigeon 

Punk ass fagots always switching 

See that Lexus that he ride in 

I got that strapped on my wristin' 

Come on hoe and stop the fronting 

Keep my dick 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 dick 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 nigga hit it 

Then she get the licking, licking 

Then she have to pay to quit it 

My conversates 

I'm trying to fuck on the first date 

Weaving all on that oil but still you hesitate 

I'm wasting time with this funk ass bitch 

Riding round with this drunk ass bitch 

Hoe let it bump 

My conversates 

I'm trying to fuck on the first date 

Weaving all on that oil but still you hesitate 

I'm wasting time with this funk ass bitch 

Riding round with this drunk ass bitch 

Hoe let it bump 

Bitch, 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 fucked before 

Come out those tight ass 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 bump 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 bitch 

There's many bitches that's fine as fuck 

Tell me how many dicks that they done sucked? 

(Say what?) 

Them pretty bitches that like to suck 

No telling, tell me how many niggas they done fucked? 

(Say what?) 

One to the honey bitch over in the corner 

Two to the bitch on the porch 

Take 'em to the bathroom 

Dick them in the fucking moon 

Make 'em 'til their toes rub on this side fuck 

What the fuck 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 bitch 

On the weekend, weekend 

My conversates 

I'm trying to fuck on the first date 

Weaving all on that oil but still you hesitate 

I'm wasting time with this funk ass bitch 

Riding round with this drunk ass bitch 

Hoe let it bump 

My conversates 

I'm trying to fuck on the first date 

Weaving all on that oil but still you hesitate 

I'm wasting time with this funk ass bitch 

Riding round with this drunk ass bitch 

Hoe let it bump 

Hoe get up out my shit! 

Ugly bitch I ain't wanna fuck your little stanking ass anyway bitch 

Only reason I man motherfucking 

Man took your motherfucking ass and babysitted you all night bitch 

'Cause my nigga was trying to fuck you 

Motherfucking dike ass greedy little ugly drunk 

Stanking breath ass bitch, cigarette smoking ass hoe 

Get the fuck up out my car bitch! 

(Tastes good, tastes good, tastes good)