Female Species - Erick Sermon

Peace to hoes.. 
Jeff Stewart's in the motherfuckin house 
Peace to Cool V 
Peace to D Mac  T Smooth  Todd Lightland 

The girls look so good.. 
The girls look so good.. 
Somethin to pump in your ride when you're cruisin 
The girls look so good.. 
The girls look so good.. 
Checkin out the female species  peace to the underground 
{*shouts out some people  can't tell who*} 
The girls look so good.. 
The girls look so good.. 
The girls look so good.. 
The girls look so good.. 
G, Phil, Cliff, word em up 
DLA word em up yo 

[Erick Sermon] 
here we go cruisin, me and my boys rollin four deep 
in the A-U streets, seein who we can meet 
Beep beep, a crew of girls in their green Cherokee 
Screamin, "That's Erick G," my boys gettin happy B 
Err, ERRR, the girls made a U-turn 
Pulled up beside me, tires smellin burned (yea yea) 
I scoped the whole car yo before I spoke 
to see which one was dope before I start actin loc 
That's crazy, "How you doin baby? The one 
with the daisies, short top with the paisleys 
What's your name? Oh they call you Lucky?" 
Had Child's Play on my mind but none of us was Chucky 
"So what are you doin? Follow me to my crib" 
I had the girls trailin, had my system wailin (boom boom) 
Drove off, and my boys screamin loud 
Happy for the hoes because they wasn't crows (word me up) 
We argued, on who gets who 
The first pick is mine, respect from my crew 
I took the freaky deaky one who was drivin 
She looked like she was widdit, I definitely want to hit it 
(word em up) Jeff screamed, "We're goin out for the cause 
and when we get there, we're goin straight for the drawers"