They Call Me Pokey (Remix) [feat. Tucka & Tyree Neal]

Well, well
 Say it now, baby, mhmm
 They call me Pokey, big Pokey bear
 Oh yeah, anytime that you need me baby
 You know that I'll be there
 They call me Pokey, Mr. It Ain't Fair
 Oh yeah
 Anytime that you see me, baby
 You know that I'll prepare
 (Dear) now you know this is the remix, huh
 So big Pokey had to cook up some more gumbo for you
 I've got my boys with me
 You feel me
 Show me how you do it big homie
 They call me Tucker
 Oh Tucker
 And anytime that you see me, baby
 You know it ain't nothing but trouble
 They call me Tucker
 Tucker
 And if you don't believe me, ask your girl
 She can tell you how I'm a real good lover
 You can find me in a club
 Really cuttin' up
 The guys be mad 'cause the women show me love
 Took her to a sweet shop, a number one hit
 Now all she want me to do is lick, lick, lick
 That's right
 The King of Swing, I go all night long
 Workin' out to my own damn song
 She said, "Don't make me fake" (what, girl?)
 "I'm just gonna make you moan"
 They call me Pokey, big Pokey bear
 Oh yeah, anytime that you need me baby
 You know that I'll be there
 They call me Pokey, Mr. It Ain't Fair
 Oh yeah
 Anytime that you see me baby
 You know that I'll prepare
 Now I ain't tryna toot my own horn
 But Pokey is a son of a gun
 'Cause every time that you see me, baby
 You see me with a Champion
 You can catch me on Friday, chillin' at the Hole in the Wall
 Dancing with Ms. Captain
 I don't think she have on no drawers
 Wait a minute
 Now that you got me, baby
 Won't you tell me what we gon' do?
 I heard they said the club was closin'
 But girl I'm not through
 Somebody tell the DJ, play me just one more song
 But the way she doesn't know me
 We could do this all night long
 They call me Pokey, big Pokey bear
 Oh yeah, anytime that you need me baby
 You know that I'll be there
 They call me Pokey, Mr. It Ain't Fair
 Oh yeah
 Anytime that you see me, baby
 You know that I'll prepare
 Now you know it ain't over
 I think I'll show off a little bit of a special treat for my players
 Come on Tyree, show 'em what you came to do, baby
 They call me Tyree (Tyree)
 Mister Tyree Neal (Mister Tyree Neal, yeah)
 Every time you see me in the club
 I'm drinking that whiskey and beer
 They call me Tyree (Tyree)
 She wanna put it on me
 The way she shakin' that booty thang
 This is where I want to be
 You've been carrying the beat, yeah
 Reppin' that Jackie Neal
 Make me come bring the wheels out
 From Alabama down to Jacksonville (down to Monroeville)
 I'ma do my thing, you'll see me in the Hole in the Wall
 Probably buyin' all the boy, yo
 I got us thinking I'm gon' spend it all, me and big Pokey
 They call me Pokey, big Pokey bear
 Oh yeah, anytime that you need me baby
 You know that I'll be there
 They call me Pokey, Mr. It Ain't Fair
 Oh yeah
 Anytime that you see me, baby
 You know that I'll prepare
 Mhmm
 Well, well
 Say it now, baby
 Mhmm