Hey papi, hey esé, hey white boy Tell me what you need What's good? Talk to me, work with me, man I got everything Am I speeding up or slowing down On the ground rolling 'round Arrest me, I could use the food Is this a after party or a funeral? I get the two confused My life goes sort of like yours does But funny, and more drunk An enormous performance with appointed lawyers And the kids on the corners all singing the chorus Hey brother, hey player, hey white boy Tell me what you need That smoke, that diesel, that fish scale, man I got everything You guys, aww you shouldn't have I already took enough I must be breaking records, someone look it up Honest, officer, I'm at a loss for words I'm not so sure why the thought occurred You're not the prostitute I thought you were Now there's one for my biographer The court stenographer, reporters and photographers Security guards a-bird-watchin' on the monitors "Let me do the talking," says the voice in my head So I let that voice make the choices instead Now sometimes the shepherd leads the sheep to death Well, I'm almost to my place if I can reach my steps Hey papi, hey esé, hey white boy Tell me what you need What's good? Talk to me, work with me, man I got everything Hey brother, hey player, hey white boy Tell me what you need That smoke, that diesel, that fish scale, man I got everything Yeah!