I stay up all night, I go to sleep watching Never sleep alone because is the magnet I'm so rope, they call me Mr. When the troubles arise, you know I'm the cool On the mic I score, like the Yankees Get over on Miss Crabtree like my man Spanky Excuse me lady I don't mean to trouble ya Ya lookin' so hot your BMW I got lucky, I brought home the I got busy I slipped on the mitten Can't get odds because I'm a sure thing Proud Mary is a turning and rolling a ring-ding Jump the turnstiles never pay the I did the doo-wah and bust 'em with the pre-roll Customs jailed me over an herb Don't rat out your boy over rat weed I'm out of your back door, I'm into Your boyfriend know about me and your mother Not grammar, always perfect timing The Mike stands for and the D is for diamonds
are red, the sky is blue I got my barrel at 'cha neck so the fuck you gonna do just two wheels and me, the wind in my eyes The engine is the and my nine's by my side you know Y-A-U-C-H I'm taking all MC's out in the Taking as it comes, no fool am I off, getting paid, and I don't ask why Playin' beats on my box, making music for the Know a lot of def girls that are their thing A lot of like to think I'm a villain I'm just chillin', Bob Dylan Yeah I smoke cheeba, it me with my brain I might be a little dusted but I'm not People come up to me and try to talk shit, man I was records when you were sucking your mother's dick
Girl, you're walking tall now in fancy clothes You got things that goin' up your nose You're getting fancy gifts expensive men a dog on a leash like a pig in a pen Mothership connection, getting girls' If your life needs correction, follow my direction You got your 8x10, your agent, your You'll be driving Hollywood, yo, sorry Charlie 'Cause I'm things like some mack motherfucker You'll be slipping your slack in face 'Cause a false fake sucker You slipped your slack, you cock me and wack I'm reading "On The Road" by my man Jack Kerouac Poetry in motion, lotion Had to diss the because she got to emotional Are you experienced girl? I want to what goes on in your little girl world I'm on your mind, it's hard to forget me I'll take your for a ride if you let me So out, y'all PCP, song out Full throttle to the and full full clout And I'm out