Yo, this is how I'm comin' for the nine Another fat, fat So Rhythm D, the orange juice And let's relax sippin' on yak Because it's like I'm of hoes, so Paperboy wears prophylactic I wear a jimmy for the 'cuz it's a long trim Front row seats, aiyo, I know she's on the inch
Just to get a piece of the green but an undertaker Now you know the Paper is an around the heart-breaker Me sink? I float dough, but yo, had to have a breakdown Paid in full, so now you know why my belly's the rap back up and scoopin' up crowds Just like a steel Not the ghetto, but yo, takin' it to another level Let the beat ride, but on to your women, G 'Cuz now that I'm so many women wanna do me
It a man say, "Damn" I'm finally taxin' more, than homey Sam But let me speak to the weak, I the rookies My is help up, extremely for cookies let me clock this groove in ninety two Hey, you don't bother me and I never won't bother you
And ah, you just watch a flowin' like Niagra before you step, because these niggas just might stag ya Although I'm with the black fade It's gold D's on my four and lex 'cuz I got it made I the beat on once again because I had to And just like Jody Watley, baby girl, I can you Just let me this track, and yo, any way is OK Your or mine, all night until the next day Unh
Do the ditty if you to then I can see if I want you Just do the ditty, ditty if you to Because then I can see if I you
Now we go from the top Second verse of the same With the conclusion, all should be with ding-dong It's a man clock a grip,, G It's like every nickel and dime nigga be "See, you remember me?" A hustler, and his snow with more hoes to Keep 'em chunky like Prego, so can play with my eggo I have a tendency to flow, off with my own groove
Pick up the mic and all of a sudden I see high Guess it's like magic, and Paperboy is the If I was a I'd be suckin' up competition Let it again, and yo, believe I got my own thing Straight behind my hoes so miss me with the chick from Soul And I'm a break my note, just to show up Tote on his ass when I scoop him we bud smokin' A black man tryin' to it and that ain't no fair But just like BeBe and CeCe, I'll you there, huh
Do the if you want to Because I can see if I want you Just do the ditty, if you want to Because I can see if I want you
Now we go Uh, let's a trip to another land Clock a grip, come back and watch the tan Jump in the lexo, and out to my cabin Believe me, my brother, more hoes you can imagine All on the ding-a-ling, just because the rings But Im like up witcha?', you ain't heard a damn thing Make you got the jim hats, strapped for protection Because to me, my life is more than my
And me a hand, if you a fan, it ain't over yet 'Cuz doin' the ditty with Paperboy the ocean sweat Leave you kinda like the funk off of fritos Make you man jealous, while hoes cheese like It my fault, I lay the piper with concern And I ain't from Mount Vernon, but a money-earnin' And for those disagree, and then jock, a pitty Just bob your head for and the ditty
Do the ditty if you to Because then I can see if I you do the ditty, ditty if you want to Because then I can see if I you