Spendin' This Cake like I'm Hoopin' I'm a Basket Case Guardin' the Bank is a Long shot with Masking Tape This my fuckin' Year Dog New Niggas gon' have to Wait Bad Bitches and adresses, A Bachelors Fate My shades Seven, My Chain Dumb, My Jacket Eight Racks on the peddle yellow Bezel cause it match the plates Banks Stick and move Boy, you blockin like winky wright I'll have her on the sink with a wink nigga you blink she pipe Jewler Got my neck, Wrist, and pinky bright Shorty you ain't thinkin' like I'm thinkin' you ain't thinkin' right Picture Me summer time wheelin' chrome huntin' something pretty down with the killa dome Different women every night but I'm still alone I don't need the she-say fuckin' up my chillen zone Two doors and jewels Half a million Shown, get her in the villa and I'm feeling on her silicone That girl ain't shit if he knew he probably split a bone Married so she mops me off in the car when her nigga home Wet and wild groupie lovin in the tub bent countin' so much money up I dun rubbed off a thumb print I'm about a buck pimp soft leather tough bent I'm a trip to the movies every one in the club went I'm cookin' up a plot to get the guap brought my enterprise in the spot then set up shop You niggas playin' I'm just sayin' you ain't gonna get no help out here you make the bed you lay in Niggas tried to push me out I'm a make my way in sour D and Kush me out and I'm stayin' You know there ain't nothin free if you here then you payin' you really shouldn't fuck with me If you stare then I'm sprayin' misery loves company so we gonna put your name in Once a snake always fake no explanin' Everybody's petty for the feddi you get buried Ain't nobody worried we done been to hell and back Boat plane helicopter let my sole propeller track Niggas barkin' hardly flossin'just a soldier selling packs Cult full of lyricists killin' shit I'm the mastermind '99 prepared buzz here like I traveled back in time Everybody rappin' like they ridin' I'm the traffic bomb Tick tick boom on ya playa, who you passin' on? Sure to pass 'em when I beat it I ain't greedy either Send Mac slip the lil' homies DVD it G's by the 40 got ya shorty actin' naughty League full of shooters that's lookin' to score before me Bitch you know I'm sporty jewelry gaudy when you saw me Only swim with the cap it ain't mine take me to Maury The goons got love for me pop the stories out ya baldy Hope it's worth a mil' maybe more when you record me