[Killer Mike] Welcome to this country-fied, bonafide and my flow is sweet as a potato pie Never been a sour apple, I'm a Now N' Later guy I'ma tell her somethin sweet and she gon' lick me later guy Hello to my hater guys How you doin, sirs? I know you got mean words But keep them to yo'self, unless those murders will occur Cause I'm from Killa Kill Adamsville Right next door Bowen Homes and Dixie Hills Allen Temple Wildwood and Plainsville These motherfuckers murder in plain sight Everyday, broad daylight, they ain't right Shit's loko out in Zone 4 Since the 80s' it's been that way doe My nigga uncle died shootin back at the po-po He went out, but he ain't go slow though Even hit the cop back with the fo'-fo' doe Got buried in a Rolex, Jordans and a Polo Nigga died pretty as a pimp in a photo Whoa WHOA! Yee'n hear fat boi He ain't say that boi, don't e'en try to act boi That fat black motherfucker got a way with the words I'll tell you he can rap, boi Respect my words like a rabbi I'm a Porterhouse, you a motherfuckin ribeye Hate on me to your girlfriend, she gon' look you dead in the eye and tell ya, "So, muh'fucker, he still fly!"
[Chorus] Ain't I fresh? Ain't I clean? Ain't I;m ridin thru the city in the meanest machine? Ain't I, ain't I 100? Playa fa' sho Ain't I slick 'bout pimp game and just might mack on yo' hoe, ain't I? Ain't I fresh? Ain't I clean? Ain't I'm ridin thru the city in the meanest machine? Ain't I, ain't I 100? Playa fa' sho Ain't I slick 'bout pimp game and just might mack on yo' hoe, ain't I?
[Killer Mike] So fresh, so clean Rollin down the streets so slow, so sweet like a cup of, codeine, smo-kin on that, I-rene wit a sweet country girl named Irene, I lean feel-in irie I be, strapped, to the motherfuckin T, so please don't try me My Chevrolet lay butt naked on the asphalt flo' flashin her high beams And I'm still in the company of Irene and we been joined by Maxine We maxin, relaxin, chillin double stackin And me bein the Westside player that I be I'm tryna see what's hap'nin, and what's hap'nin? Mй-na-na-nage in my garage These two young ladies is the reason I (A.D.I.D.A.S) That's All Day I Dream About that Sex scene You textin, hopin that they call you I just BBQ and call 'em up and say, "Hey, fall thru" And you know it's shrimp and lobster tails when they enter the room with lots of players My potnas young black millionaires And they all about some mon-ay! Yeah young'n, it's a double entendre Yee ain't got to wonder, when you ask LaRhonda what she been doin hangin out with Shawnna She tell you, "Nuttin, hon-ey!"
[Chorus] Ain't I fresh? Ain't I clean? Ain't I;m ridin thru the city in the meanest machine? Ain't I, ain't I 100? Playa fa' sho Ain't I slick 'bout pimp game and just might mack on yo' hoe, ain't I? Ain't I fresh? Ain't I clean? Ain't I'm ridin thru the city in the meanest machine? Ain't I, ain't I 100? Playa fa' sho Ain't I slick 'bout pimp game and just might mack on yo' hoe, ain't I?
[Killer Mike] Moлt, Rolex, big Benz, no flex Wedding ring on finger, I married a Trina Pretty as a singer, fine as a stripper When we in the strip club, strippers try to tip her I don't want no dance, hoe! Get up off my zipper You ain't tryna rip me if you ain't tryna rip her We like Bun and Pimp, bitch! See we is a duo This that Ball and G shit, we don't need no new hoe See I got a suave mouth which purchases my (Suave House) This that 2 Live Crew shit, I (Rap-A-Lot) 'bout new shit This that country rap tunes, Southern fried funky shit I am the antithesis or opposite of monkey shit And that's some education for y'all thinkin we unlearned Cause our uncles played that Gucci Crew and walked around with perms and we buy them '95 Impalas, paint them bitches urr-ange We get (Gang Starrs) like Preem and Guru cause respect was (Hard to Earn)
[Chorus] Ain't I fresh? Ain't I clean? Ain't I;m ridin thru the city in the meanest machine? Ain't I, ain't I 100? Playa fa' sho Ain't I slick 'bout pimp game and just might mack on yo' hoe, ain't I? Ain't I fresh? Ain't I clean? Ain't I'm ridin thru the city in the meanest machine? Ain't I, ain't I 100? Playa fa' sho Ain't I slick 'bout pimp game and just might mack on yo' hoe, ain't I?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
