Had to go OT for a day
When I touchdown I brought it back like a flag on a play
Them fact strips blue like Democrats
My life is different, the price is different
No competition, your Mrs. might go missin'
This that re-up, I'm about to kick my feet up
Bricks on the table, pull a seat up
White girl like you never seen her,
I'ma call her Christina
She a diva, I got her off the boat like the marina
Tiptoe on it like a ballerina, whip it with Aquafina
The profit should be a Benz or a Bimmer
I play with bands like a singer, but this ain't Ike and Tina
I got stripes like a zebra wеarin' Adidas
Keep a scale like I'm a Libra
Fifth on my hip ring like a beepеr
White girl, snow bunny, Easter
Her head bomb, Hiroshima
But if you play you gon' be D.O.A
I get cake like it's my D.O.B
More patience than D.O.C
Dog food make D.O.D
I'm all about my D.O.E, you a flea, I'm a D.O.G
Circle small, D.O.T
Sold more pills than D.R.E. in the D.E.T
Been through the pain, it's time to rejoice
A real b-boy, you just a decoy
Coke bubble like a keloid, or pee in a toilet
Plug had more than what I asked for, and we still bought it
I'm on tour, they askin' me if I'm single
I'm flirtin with a whore wearing Dior
this a Christian mingle
I got fired on a friday
But like Craig I picked up a brick the same day
It's not the paper, it's about the cream
You say "bye Felicia", I say hi to fiends
This the truth, on God, Jesus
I don't play with nikkas, Babe Ruth
I'm a real nikka
Airquotes, I was told to sell dope like y'all was told to vote
Bar after bar, I'm a barbarian
Rock a top hat like a snowman
Got your bytch grindin like a slowjam
I whip the work with both hands
Run the streets until I get toejam
Fulfilling orders, my daughters ask me "what was that?"
I told em "sugar water"
I can't ignore the grind
I started with the O like a number line
Facts made them mad at me
No cap like baseball salaries
You know what's worse?
The nikka paperwork look like DMX, "What These bytches Want": second verse
this song is fire
