I look both ways Cop says, 'OK, my tint smoke gray' No way, nigga leave without handin me my shit Got plans to get my Land and my 6 Niggaz outta pen'
full of niggaz and a Lexus too All of them hold me down while I'm pressin you So who stressin who, and even though my nigga gone Lil' Kim and Puff Daddy keep keepin
the reason they traded they shit Switched that 5, copped that 6 (that's right) It's all good, you know who the clone is F**k the Joneses, niggaz tryin to keep
you from the back Like I do it, Like I do it, Like I do it (Do It) Do he do it like that Does he do it (6x) Like I do it (6x) (When I do it I betcha
hear this I will have already spiralled up I would never do nothing to let you cowards fuck my world up If I was you, I would duck, or get struck like lightening, Fighters keep
sirens don't go flat It's not supposed to happen like that Not like that, not like that We've got to keep it physical When our tele's are 6 hours away
same, they gon' see the name, stroll real slow, where your colors roll, (Jadakiss) Yo the piff that I'm blowin' on's f-cking up the ozone, plus I keep
superfast A whole lot of breakfast you got time for Superfast, superfast, I come in last But just in time for breakfast Keep it through, keep it through
never get it on the radio Why they tryin' to complicate The simple music that we make Oh, 'cause if it moves my soul I'm gonna keep on rollin', rollin
You know it's other people's money That be makin' em trick They makin' me sick, never stop suckin' my dick Thinkin' a nigga runnin' tricks, cause he sit in a 6
, baby, hurt me, baby I never seen an ass like that No, I never seen, seen an ass so fat (Tat, tat, tat) I'mma beat it til tomorrow And all I keep telling
, papers Oh, oh, oh, papers I can't get to work on time Can't believe the words to her I just said But who the hell argue and fight like dogs at 6 in
ruin my career, you better get one Like I'mma sit and fight with you over some slut, bitch-cunt That made me put up with her psycho-ass over 6 months
out da fastest way grind up on a million In a dope fein jacket she know dat im da man Gotta in come tax check N she spent 3 grand Keepa str8 shoota da
this line is mine, just think about it You don't know You don't know You don't know Don't say you'll never find somebody like me Well keep quiet
tater Now you don't wanna see T.I.P. be irate Just try to keep him in a cage but some how he keep escapin' That's why I be on vacation, Virgin Island
Coup and make a quick run You ain't shit to me yo, I'm spendin' grands down in Rio Manaje in trio, garage like it Ceelo 4-5-6, Range Rove, 4.6 we lay