Selfish Lyrics - Slum Village

I'm callin (Yeah maybe I'm selfish) 

Out to (I want you to myself I can't help it) 

All my (Yeah maybe I'm selfish) 

Y'all my, ladies and I can't (maybe I'm selfish) 

(I can't) Let you (let you) 

(I want you to myself I can't help it) 

Be with (yeah) no one (yeah) but me (yeah) baby 

To my thick chicks down in Texas 

All the way to New Orleans where the girls cook catfish 

And in LA every chick's an actress 

Hollywood status with the shaded glasses 

To Detroit, yeah the place that I rest 

Where the ladies got ass to sell alot sex 

And Hot Atlanta y'all is one of the best 

Where they speak southern and slang and smoke la cess 

And New York women are way too fresh 

Too much on your mind let me ease that stress 

I wish you all were mine it's so selfish 

Maybe I'm feelin myself too much I guess 

But, to my ladies all across the globe 

In small towns that I don't even know 

To all local international codes 

Whether you see me in streets or catch me at shows, I'm callin... 

I'm callin (yeah maybe I'm selfish) 

Out to (I want you to myself I can't help it) 

All my (yeah maybe I'm selfish) 

Y'all my ladies and I can't (maybe I'm selfish) 

(I can't) Let you (let you) 

(I want you to myself I can't help it) 

Be with (yeah) no one (yeah) but me (yeah) baby 

Uh! And I'll be tryin to come around my girl actin like Mr. Friendly 

And steal the spotlight like Mr. Bentley 

I spotted her like Spud McKenzie 

And for them fake boobies I payed them Benjies 

Get your own, I got Paris he got Nicky he tried to get ?em a clone 

He said yeah you know you got extra hoes 

And everything you do is extra cold 

From the Polo fleece to the Jesus piece 

I got family in high places like Jesus' niece 

Can I please, say my peace 

If y'all fresh to death, then I'm deceased 

And this one here, is a heat rocks 

Spit like a beat box, the way the beat rocks 

New version of Pete Rock! 

But for that Benz I get CL love 

So I switch my girls around like 3L-dub [3LW] 

I'm callin.. 

I'm callin (Yeah maybe I'm selfish) 

Out to (I want you to myself I can't help it) 

All my (Yeah maybe I'm selfish) 

Y'all my ladies and I can't (maybe I'm selfish) 

(I can't) Let you (let you) 

(I want you to myself I can't help it) 

Be with (Yeah) no one (Yeah) but me (Yeah) baby 

What up Pam how your little man doin in New Jersey 

Last I heard he caught the flu and you was worried 

Hope he feels better, and thanks Jonetta from Cleveland 

For that good head in your Jetta better believe it 

Shanice you're my piece from Compton 

Before I mark the plane make sure you cop them trees to spark up 

Danielle ATL got them pictures in the mail 

You sealed with a kiss and you send it with Chanel 

You lookin good in that one showin off your body 

Had a Beverly Hills mami that would buy me Cardi's 

Take me to after parties her name was Carrie 

And it sucks that we didn't keep in touch I'm sorry 

But, hey Kim how's Minneapolis? 

You so pretty hate to show off your titties for silly classes 

Cause I love you girls though you ain't mine 

I wish my arms was long enough to hug you all of the same time 

I'm callin (Yeah maybe I'm selfish) 

Out to (I want you to myself I can't help it) 

All my (Yeah maybe I'm selfish) 

Y'all my ladies and I can't (maybe I'm selfish) 

(I can't) Let you (let you) 

(I want you to myself I can't help it) 

Be with (Yeah) no one (Yeah) but me (Yeah) baby 

I'm callin (Callin) out to (Out to) all my (All My) 

Y'all my, ladies and I can't (I Can't) let you (Let you) 

Be with, no one, but me, baby