Lyrics:
My girlfriend's jealous 'cause I talk about you 24/7
But she don't know you like I know you, Slim, no one does
She don't know what it was like for
you faster than you poppin' pill after little pill
Of them tabs of that shit you on, but if you want it, you got it
You'd bump this shit too, if we
a block away
I ain't pessimistic but I dropped a couple knot today
Ooh, bet she call you not today
I told 'em all my lot is out
I know the dame like
New power, new power, give it to me
Oh, it need some bottom in here lay it on me
(Hey now, hey now)
Everybody on the block say it is the best
it up for me when I'm stressed
You might catch me in Atlanta looking like a boss
New Orleans and then Miami, party in New York
Texas I be screwed
New power, new power, give it to me
Oh, it need some bottom in here lay it on me
(Hey now, hey now)
Everybody on the block say it is the best
distorting, bring it down a lil' bit
Okay, now we working with it
The boy Face on the bass line, Face - Mob!
Welcome to New York City, it's ya boy Young Hov'
bitches
When the light hit the ice, it twankle and glistens
Baby, Brian, B., Bubble, you can call me what you feel
Hoppin' out the platinum Hummer with
or MTV or Joan Rivers Fashion Police
Not what you read in tabloid seats
These are MC's that live by the code, it's hard for me to spit it
Because
Spray on Suzuki's, eleven-hundred CC's
No plate on the back, straight squeezin' the MAC
In the hood they identify n- by they cars
So I switch up whips
six, serving them in the mix, but ain't no mystery
You know the history about this clique, bitch
Oh, what, you want me to call you slut?
Then why you
or MTV or Joan Rivers Fashion Police
Not what you read in tabloid seats
These are MC's that live by the code, it's hard for me to spit it
Because
in my blood, you can tell by the way I walk
Oh lawd, more styles than a barber shop, call the cops
People in the way want to baller block
Little do
cheese, get that dough
Well it's the first of the month my nigga so you know what it is
Let's get down to the block and get that handlin' this biz
Call
go and, oh
It takes two to tango
You call this a lame flow?
You bought the shit
I guess you to blame too
I just found an angle (Ha ha ha)
No more
the bass in the mix
You know what's next bitch
I'm sure to get rich
[Chorus]
Ha ha
I'd be the thuggin' ass outlaw
Til my fuckin' casuct drops
they want me to make Prince pants
But I withstand, I ain't gotten into that
A little big in the waist, Tupac it on the back
Call them Nu-vi's, O.G.'s
Street
It's Cuban Day - Oi Vey
Chinese New Year let's call it a day
Tootsie! Hey Chi man!
That melody is Puerto Rican
Hey Chi man is what he's
Street
It's Cuban Day, Oi Vey
Chinese New Year let's call it a day
Tootsie! Hey Chi man!
That melody is Puerto Rican
Hey Chi man is what he's speaking
Says he's got a bad cough
Wants to get it paid off
Look out kid
It's somethin' you did
God knows when
But you're doing it again
You better duck
Whatever you want (uh, uh)
Whatever you need (ayy, hey, hey)
I wanna do it for you, I do
Whatever you want (uh, uh)
Whatever you need (ayy, hey,
Coca-Cola came and bought it
For billions, what the fuck?
Have a baby by me; baby
Be a millionaire
I write the check before the baby comes,
Who the fuck
earhole like: Fuck what you hear
Now that's what I call hardcore, let's act fool
Mr. Fix-It like Handyman I pack tool
I been shitty, I'm from the bowels
who? Shot what?
You ain't popped shit but some
Bubblegum and a bump
Who you motherfuckers want?
Leave a motherfucker slumped from
The fuckin' pump
He's
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