Groupie - Tech N9ne

Hey, baby.

I was callin' to say that I- I… I miss you

I’ll do anything to be with you, baby, call me back

This is Sheena from St. Louis, call me back!

You’re just a groupie (Who, me?)

But you mean much more to me

Than just a groupie (Who, me?)

'Cause the things you do to me

She’s just a groupie (Who, me?)

But she means much more to me

Than just a groupie (Who, me?)

'Cause the things you do to me

The Hostile Takeover, oowee!

I met a Apple Bottom, San Jo model, like to swallow (Groupie!)

Huh, wonderin' if mami gon' choose me

Fuck it, let the Grey Goose and Cranberry Tropical lead her to me

Then I’ll holla, I’m actin' all non-chalant, you eyeing me

Sort of obli-vi-ous to my dogs comments

You need a mental connection from stress relief (I'll offer)

As soon as the pill kick in watch the panty hose fall off her

And twenty minutes later, mami’s on E

And she can’t keep her little groupie hands off me

Now her mouth is around my dick

Then we fuckin' and sex-ercising

I’m in her hole, Off in her soul

Lovin' my extra sized (dick)

Whenever I call, I can hit it

She love some Kutta

Whenever I’m dwellin' on that encounter it makes me stutter

'Cause I, I, uhh (Dammit)

Won’t even try y’all

Pop it and knock yo shit outta socket like Houston’s eye ball, 'cause

You’re just a groupie (Who, me?)

But you mean much more to me

Than just a groupie (Who, me?)

'Cause the things you do to me

She’s just a groupie (Who, me?)

But she means much more to me

Than just a groupie (Who, me?)

'Cause the things you do to me

Road again, I met a lot of groupies

I got a California, Colorado, Kansas City (Groupie!)

And ooh-wee!

Wasn’t s’posed to choose me

Somethin' I said to her maybe made her give it to me

Caribou got you woozy too

Got ya doing things you wouldn’t usually do

And ooh, I love womens

Gotta find a way to get 'em on the bus and outta their linens

I make 'em strip for me (Damn)

It’s the shit homie (Woo!)

Treats me somethin' nice

Beast, we somethin' like

Gimme Felicia O!

Know how to do it right

When you see the Snake and the Bat

Know where yo girlfriend at

'Cause every time you turn yo back

She be with them rapper cats

Let her on the bus to braid my cornrows

But when I start pourin' those, we makin' pornos

To me you much more than a S-L-U-T

(She's a groupie!)

You’re just a groupie (Who, me?)

But you mean much more to me

Than just a groupie (Who, me?)

'Cause the things you do to me

She’s just a groupie (Who, me?)

But she means much more to me

Than just a groupie (Who, me?)

'Cause the things you do to me

Hey, I was just thinkin' about the time we had on the stairs

I’d have to say, that was a first *Laughs* Call me back

I wanna tell you about this crazy dream I’ve been havin' about you, baby

This is Shannon from Washington, I miss you

What’s sizzlin pigeon?

When I’m thizzin' I need a

Supercalianimalistic, sex me à la (Groupie!)

And I don’t care if she fair with the long hair

But as long as we there, bare and I bone

And we share squares on the stairs of my hotel

If they stare at us, oh well

'Cause your boyfriend’s waitin' while I’m breakin' your swole tail

And your boyfriend hates, while he pace, cryin' a storm in the lobby

When you get to the house you fight like Foreman and Ali

But check it, gave you an autograph

On your calf then I dashed

But I didn’t know that it’d be a tattoo the next time I saw your ass

She got on my bus, I was like «Holy shit»

She laid on the couch opened her legs and said, «You owe me this»

I’m the answer to your girls groupie pains, oochie coochie dames tempt me

When in my presence they tell me, «Pinch me»

'Cause I’m exciting baby, if I didn’t exist

Sexy female scientists would have to invent me

You’re just a groupie (Who, me?)

But you mean much more to me

Than just a groupie (Who, me?)

'Cause the things you do to me

She’s just a groupie (Who, me?)

But she means much more to me

Than just a groupie (Who, me?)

'Cause the things you do to me

See I’m tryna keep it quiet

Tryna keep it on the low

Ain’t gon' let you bust a while

Open up but what’s at home

She’s just a groupie

But she means much more to me

Than just a groupie

'Cause the things you do to me