No matter the platform, the hoes gon' clap for him
The Maybach's black like Daddy Jaguar
I played the bag like I was Blackball
Clappin' the floor like Tony up in Club Babylon
I'm like the new Don Magic Ron
Y 'all niggas rappin' wrong
I had the long mink jacket, I had to laugh it off
That shit niggas had on was half off
Fuck all the back and forth, I blast for sport
Dragged Newport, got one of two plugs
Positive true, boy
Where I'm from, niggas shoot you for cool points
All I gotta do is point
You get two and you fly, Puma joint
With the two, boy, make beautiful noise
Loose coins, y 'all niggas null and void
I was always a playboy
Look at mama's baby boy, I'm out here makin' noise
Breakin' hoes, playin' with toys, he got poise
But still this shit is not by force, it's by choice
Sorry about this, by choice
Who gets to side, who lies, the world is race
Smith Rock, I don't make nobody do nothin' that I don't wanna do
Who gets to side, who lies, the world is race
Shit real bad, fuck
Man go playin', nigga
Who gets to side, who lies, the world is race
I'm the Blackboy, fuckin' idyllic and deathless
Who gets to side, who lies, the world is race
Stash the M16 in the clean limousine
Stick her with the beam, you can hit in the band scene
Hopped in the beam, made the engine scream
The Bentley meant green, I need a pinky ring
Them niggas straight rinky -dink, who we carryin'?
You ain't pretty, nigga
We run the city, kid, he must think he me
He had to be on PCP to MP it, don't hold BBs
Throw at least three at your lil' beanie
Oh, baby, stay close to your old lady
I roll Mercedes, no hope for play me, it's Cold Stacy's
Day B, you hold a 40, cold shaky, get home safely
Spray the spot up where you get coffee
Don't talk to me enough, you do softly, I get disorderly
I should be quarantined on morphine, I know morphines
It's all for cheese, when I was 14, I had the Jordan 3's
T .I .P.'s on my world
I'm steady, nigga, turn it up
