When your man keeps coming home at 5am, and you don't believe a word he says about his whereabouts, snooping through his email and reading his texts aren't always the most reliable methods of figuring out where he's been. Sometimes you just gotta smell his dick! I absolutely love that this chick Riskay sings a whole song about this because you just know that it's a tactic that she actually employs. Check out her MySpace profile to hear her other gems "Krispy Kreme" and "You Ain't Shit."
Smell Yo Dick [YouTube via Crunk & Disorderly]