I stay up all night, I go to sleep watching Never sleep alone because Jimmy is the I'm so rope, call me Mr. Roper When the troubles arise, you know I'm the coper On the mic I score, like the Yankees Get over on Crabtree like my main man Spanky Excuse me young I don't mean to trouble ya Ya lookin' so hot your BMW I got lucky, I home the kitten Before I got busy I on the mitten Can't get better because I'm a sure thing Mary is a turning and rolling like a ring-ding Jump the never pay the toll I did the diddy and bust 'em with the pre-roll Customs jailed me an herb seed Don't rat out your boy some rat weed I'm out of your back door, I'm into Your boyfriend doesn't know about me and mother Not perfect grammar, perfect timing The stands for money and the D is for diamonds
Roses are red, the sky is I got my barrel at neck so what the fuck you gonna do It's just two wheels and me, the in my eyes The engine is the music and my nine's by my 'Cause you know I'm taking all out in the place life as it comes, no fool am I Going off, paid, and I don't ask why beats on my box, making music for the many Know a lot of def girls that are doing their A lot of parents like to think I'm a I'm chillin', like Bob Dylan Yeah I smoke cheeba, it helps me with my I might be a little but I'm not insane People up to me and they try to talk shit, man I was making records when you were sucking your mother's
Girl, you're tall now in your fancy clothes You got fancy things that goin' up nose You're getting fancy from expensive men You're a dog on a like a pig in a pen Mothership connection, girls' affection If your needs correction, don't follow my direction You got your 8x10, agent, your Harley be driving around Hollywood, yo, sorry Charlie 'Cause I'm running things some mack motherfucker You'll be slipping slack in your face 'Cause your a false sucker You slipped slack, you cock me and you're wack While I'm "On The Road" by my man Jack Kerouac Poetry in motion, lotion Had to the girl because she got to emotional Are you little girl? I want to what goes on in your little girl world 'Cause I'm on mind, it's hard to forget me I'll take pride for a ride if you let me So out, y'all PCP, song out Full to the bottle and full full clout And I'm out