a go And I just washed the wheel, and I Armor all the wheels and real a go New jeans, new cheese's, new gat, gimme a a go Squad in the club wit me tryna find a to fall in love wit me a go Mami hit me on the jack told me meet her at the And I'm 'bout to her back, its a go
Bleek scoop you, try to seduce you Half and Chinese, she gave me the fu-fu A bit of that, wan-tan soup From the hood, got more chips wan-tan
But matter fact, got more cheese nacho Not rap, when I used to fuck wit Pancho I'm in the class, all by Now you haters crowd my space
Hundred all in your face, motherfucker better fix ya face For butterfly-stitch ya face If ya bitch outta line, put the bitch in If the sound 'Just' get the blaze, nigga
Put in back, on the block for The Roc get hot, let 'em "It's the Roc, in ya area" You warn ya folks They hate to see a clique, but now
a go And I just washed the wheel, and I Armor all the and it's real a go New jeans, new cheese's, new gat, a reason a go Squad in the club wit me tryna find a chick to in love wit me a go Mami hit me on the jack told me meet her at the And I'm to call her back, its a go
Highest act, highest paid to rap I myself, and pay myself back Ha, man you love that When them on "E" man you gotta hug that like you wanna proposal and lock that Kill a nigga for the scrilla man I'm not above
Oh hold on Young, let me get it You got in these streets, Lord, let me get a gat Boy you now tuned into the Can't beat us, join us, fade us, hate us
Nigga it's nothin', my crew and half That's we scramble, like we Vick's half cousins Boy and get ya right nigga We gon' put you on the news, you want lime nigga Channel 2 or Channel 4, you know 9 like nigga men, we put on UPN
a go And I just washed the wheel, and I Armor all the and it's real a go New jeans, new cheese's, new gat, gimme a a go Squad in the club wit me find a chick to fall in love wit me a go Mami hit me on the jack me meet her at the spot And I'm 'bout to her back, its a go
One, in the club, two, models to go Three, of Arma', four, jars of dro shots to draw, my six hits took off Seven you make Heaven, or eight, a go
Mami got that ice in ya legs short skirt, what you mean, everything's a go My out die of the club wit Timbs on ya waist, let's roll we gettin' in
Nigga I'm back for, I'm willin' to boy You holdin' me back go I spring into action, Brooklyn I'm for I'm it back boys 'cause
a go And I just washed the wheel, and I Armor all the wheels and real a go New jeans, new cheese's, new gat, a reason a go Squad in the club wit me tryna find a chick to in love wit me a go Mami hit me on the jack me meet her at the spot And I'm to call her back, its a go