[Intro: It's all -- yyyyeaaaaaaaaah!
[Ghostface Hold up, gots to boost tray ups Think I'm pa, reach and get glazed up Face all sprayed up, on the The left side of your cheek, go and pick that face up Of course fuck with ya'll niggas, ya'll pussy (yeah) Ya'll niggas know how Toney get down Made The Post in '98, fuck an album, I need CREAM It's on, nigga, faggots, better check out accountants When I hung around niggas, and broke bitches You know what that means, it no riches and I can't have that, I got a lot of spoiled, told 'em they don't have to move drizzers Whatever they see, is none of they I do what I do, to get spinach Whether it's kill 'em, 'em, play 'em, all on the streets I 'em, saute 'em, Ghost and Kay Slay 'em
[Chorus 2X: Killah] This kid about his papers, Thinkin' you can pay me now, any bear feelings, say it Go 'head brother, as fast as you front It be an honor just to lay you
[Trife Da The first check I got Son I spent it up top, a cop, cop, cop, cop, cop... I had 2 Cent, plus my car fare It wasn't Broadway until I got those stones I was sixteen, shit, I barely knew what a was Studied Scarface, so I knew what the was To get that CREAM, and serve fiends the same time my nigga Buck converged with Beans Two way team, posted up on the Wit a magnet for a stash, I kept hid under the black fences Jakes shootin' the middle, like Kerry Kittles I was baggin' up small fiends, with very little Though they switched nickels on niggas, and pointed out In the got the snitchin', so they hit 'em off with something decent Avoid the sweeping, them boys is On point, but I'm kinda paranoid when they
Killah] Faggot ass niggas, I ride get the fuck out the way When I see jewels, all I know is I'm like a seed at a birthday party, all I is cake In other words, papes, sellin' herbs and Movin' birds and weight, through suburban God damn it, I ya'll niggas This is a Theodore Wake ya up, watch the fifth pick up!
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[Outro: Killah] Yeah, you heard the bitch said When we wasn't makin' too much muthafuckin' CREAM and We was beatin' the out of niggas Takin' little Summer Youth shit Buyin' beer and and shit Shakin' niggas upside down on some shit Change fall all out of their pockets and Yellin' and tellin' the cops, ya'll niggas! This is Theodore,