Man Imma king in my own rhyme So you can picture what I am in my own mind And baby set your ears up for a cold line And I aint neva liked your ass bitch the whole time I like to take trips, buy clothes, yo Get cars and stuff My little RX7 I burned out the clutch I gotta contract out on cupid He runnin for his life cuz he seen how I do it Mix rap love with the bullets Get ya blown away On Valentine’s with Jennifer Holiday It’s high fashion baby to the nines Prayin’ to the maker yo While livin’ in the rhyme ‘Fore I leave the house I like to get my shoes shined Then movin’ the ride with interior design I do it like ???? Spend money like a Leo A Pisces vertigo Life like a Scorpio And ya know that the flow i is straight for the dough I need the dough To get the freakin’ from the rhyme I get you freakin everytime From the flow Then playa pimp my playa pimpin’ pimps like a pro A supa dupa Coca Motorola G-I Joe
Man I’ve been fightin’ my addictions with thangs that make me addicted Man welcome to the rap world Baby girl it’s twisted Man treat a situation like a rental Thank God I got insurance we can trick it detrimental Like jail sleep time I get down Man welcome just in time so I could rock another town Bought some new rangs Sold all my chains My lady put my hair in a bun when it rains Co-Co-Cocaine Is what the homies say They gotta get it quick an sell it Make their money stay Fly by night Fly harder in the day Like Cheryl Miller’s brother Man they shoot long range Put me in the game I’ll show you how to spend a grip And though I like the number 7 I can roll a 6 I like to watch pancakes when they ‘bout to flip And wit that syrup waitin’ on em at a quarter to 6 And it’s Nicky in em Jordan number nines Walkin’ outta Popeye’s eatin on fries ‘Berry’s in the air is what the wind just cries My homie said “Reno” I said “I’ll drive” Some think I’m Indian I say “What tribe?” If I was a judge I would take all bribes NO LIETeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
