Say ho, say ho By the way yo I said shake your soul like way in the day-yo By the way yo, say ho say, say
And it out now Who is the cat eating out on the And make the whole dining room turn head round Mr Nigga, Nigga He got the speakers in the with the bass on crunk Who be riding up in the high elevator Other tenants who be praying they ain't the new Mr Nigga, Nigga They try to play him like a chump he got what they want
He under thirty old but already he's a pro Designer trousers slung low cause his pockets swoll' Could afford to get up and be he go V.I.P. at the club, at the show (Yes y'all) the best crib, the best Hottest whips on the road and wrists on froze (say word) with O's o-o-o-o-ohs Straight all across the globe watch got time-zones Keep the phone up to his dome Two assistants, two accounts, two homes One problem; even with the O's on his The stop him and show no respect "Is there a problem officer?" Damn straight, it's race That the jake (woo-woo) to give chase Say they you successful, but that ain't the case You living large, your skin is dark they a light in your face
Now, who is cat out on the town Maitre'd take a whole year to sit him down Mr Nigga, Nigga He got the speakers in the with the bass on crunk Now, who is the cat at Armani buying the tourists who be asking him, do you work here? Mr Nigga, Nigga Nigga
Yo, the Abstract with the Mos Def folks got it muffled across beneath they breathe "I say it" But they'll say it out loud When they get with close associates and friends You know, it in with they friends at the job Happy at the bar while this song is in they car And even if they've said it, lips stay sealed They actions reveal how their hearts really Like, late night I'm on a class flight The only brother in sight the flight attendant fright I sit in my seat, 2C She approach officially about, "Excuse me" Her lips curl up into a tight Cause she don't believe that I'm in the right Showed her my pass, and then she sort of gasped All embarrassed put an extra lime on my glass An hour later here she comes by walking "I hate to be a pest but my son would love autograph" (Wow, Mr. Nigga I you, I have all your albums!) They on nigga patrol on american roads And when you travel abroad got world nigga law Some folks get on a go as they please But I go over and I get over-seized Heathrow, me and my people They think illegal's a synonym for negro Far away places, agents flagrant They think the dark face is smuggle weight in they Bags inspected, now we Attention directed to of our intestines followed by X-rays Interrogated and detained til damn the next day No evidence, no and no regard Even for the big american rap For us especially, us most A Mr Nigga VIP jail cell for me "If I you were coming I'd have baked a cake got some shoe-polish, painted my face" They say want you successful, but then they make it stressful You start keeping pace, they start up the tempo
Now, who is cat riding out on the State trooper wanna stop him in his ride, pat him Mr Nigga, Nigga He got the in the trunk with the bass on crunk Now, who is the cat with the hundred bill They send it to the back to make sure the shit is real Mr Nigga, Nigga Nigga Nigga,
You can laugh and criticize Michael Jackson if you Woody Allen, and married his step-daughter Same press dirt on Michael's name Show Woody and Soon-Yi at the playoff game, hands Sit back and just bug, think about Would he get that of dap if his name was Woody Black? O.J. innocent by a jury of his peers And they been fucking with that nigga for last five Is it fair, is it equal, is it just, is it Do you do the same when the defendant face is white? If white boys it, well, it's success I start doing, well, it's suspect Don't me, my folks is poor, I just got money America's centuries deep in cotton money You see a lot of brothers caked up, yo up It's new, y'all living off of traders paper But I'm a live though, yo I'm a live I'm putting up the big swing for my yo Got my mom the fat water-front yo I'm a get her them bay windows I'm a cop a nice to provide in A environment for seeds to reside in A whip for my whole family to ride in And if I'm still Mr Nigga, I won't find it