Rap cat on a tug boat It's not a love boat Have you ever seen Gators? They swim They float And all flavors That they got in the Now-N-Laters My hat tipped like Walt Frazier It's money and weed on mines Hotel Flight Eight "G"s on mines I really don't have to see the time All I really have to do Yo is read the signs Then I might Rise like a mercury Bitch give all your money to the worker bee Because they call me N-I-C-K-Y W-X I'll tell U-Y Because I like that High Fashion Jane's Addiction I do what I want And nigga I don't listen I shoot through the city like it's Camelot Ya know I gotta get it crackin' At the after spot My heart is Polo Just like the south I run my mouth I'm like a little kid Runnin' through your house Hot without a doubt (doubt) That's why I ran when he pulled the gun out (out) Man it's just like a rhyme Chips stay so crisp I eat alotta rice with my pearl chopsticks It's all so clear Like a vision Baby can you add multiply with division? And do it with precision Like the hands of a surgeon Bitch don't worry about the money I'm splurgin' I like George Gervin Cold in the spur of the moment Bitch gave her number but I didn't want it I'm N-I-C-K-Y W-X- I'll tell U-Y Put it in drive Let the engine run like a faucet If it don't run fast Baby I'll toss it I put it down like Lou Gossett Rappin so heavy Sometimes I drop it Gotta Re-cop it Blo Re-Cop it Gotta re-Cop it Blo Blo Blo Like C-Bo with his 4-4-4 Fill'Moe Fill'Moe Co-Co-Co
I price my thoughts on a scale Picture me baby You can picture more mail Things that sell Cash for bail And baby say she like shoes made by Chanel And I Focus like a telescope Fire up the better dope Like to wear a Pea Coat to hide a couple "C" notes N-I-C-K-Y W-X- I'll tell U-Y I treat November like I treat July 31 days with 32 lies Bitch step up And you can claim your prize You see dollar signs when you look in my eyes Khan Allah Is seen by a chosen few I let the weed be the reason for the rendevous And you can tell from my Gators I'm fresh Hip Hop Cop That's Elliott Ness I like Vogues Cadillac doors Nosy ass bitches try to hear me talk to hos But you get so close Ya know I gotta plead the fifth It's almost like your birthday when I spit the gift And I'm N-I-C-K-Y W-X-I'll tell U-Y Bye I'm back Bitch did you miss me? My money ain't stale It's just a little crispy I like Jack Dempsey And Thomas Hearns Brand new car with a brand new perm Once again N-I-C-K-Y W-X I'll tell U-Y ByeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
