[Intro] I ain't trippin', you know, I never be trippin' On a special occasion, I normally wouldn't do But since Sway in the building, you know I got you
[Verse 1] Handshakes hugs You want me outside, you wanna see me with pancakes and drugs Take your fat ass to sleep I'm jumpin' out of the candy-coated grim reaper jeep I put you to sleep, I put you six feet deep I'm just on the grind, I smoke a pound, I let my top down I could've played for Washington Redskins, six points for a touchdown I might give you a six point diamond, it's a karat, it's apparent I got more knowledge than both your parents combined I graduated never, I didn't go to high school in '99 Everything was fine I bang Ginuwine No homo, I'm talkin' about in the back of our trunk That's CD deck, other players wanna check I eat Chex mix Haters wanna get in the mix I ball I got a fresh set of kicks I could have for the Phoenix Suns I graduated in 1991 Damn that motherfucker older than the motherfuckin' moon plus the sun He's older than the damn solar system I come through, I might pop trunk on your sister I eat fried gristle and bacon with eggs and toast Everybody's like, "Damn, that motherfucker right there, he ball the most" He ball from coast to coast, he ball across seven seas You talkin' 'bout, "Oh, I'm in the game" Motherfucker you're on your damn knees Cause you gay I pull up sittin' sideways with Sway We at a Chinese buffet eatin' on a Monday, it's a Tuesday Make it feel like it's damn Ruby Tuesday, but it's Saturday But it don't even matter anyway I come through with diamonds and sapphire across my chest Figured I was kin to Ken Griffey Junior Come through, I played down south in Oklahoma Sooner I could've played tailback, halfback, or hatchback, I'm in a four-door hatchback Damn, motherfucker could've played for the Dallas Mavericks But they found crack in my jacket They found marijuana in my socks These motherfuckers, damn Mark Cuban said, "Man, you gon' have to box one of these players Cause they gon' take your position" Diamonds gon' glisten, wood wheels twistin' Sign on the back, let's just go fishin' Let's go to sleepTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
