s up and gone all thanks to peter's piper, mary can pay the bills she can't get a 9 to 5 cause she ain't go to college so now its mary and baby, sitting
VERSE 1 its the microphone killa microphone wrecka call me mr. twist himself the young chubby checker like young money young'n when no playn the boy but
like we do But no they don't Make your cheques come at they neck, Disrespect us no they won't Boy don't even try to touch this Boy this beat is crazy
in the world Every model every singer every actress every diva Every house of diddy chick every college girl every skeezer Stripper and every desperate housewife that resemble eva My role model was will So married boy
't know how fake feels so I gotta keep it real I just wanna fuck every girl in the world Every model, every singer, every actress, every diva Every House of Diddy chick, every college
like we do But no they don't Make your cheques come at they neck, Disrespect us no they won't Boy don't even try to take us Boy this beat is crazy This
do But no they don't Make your cheque come at they neck Disrespect us no they won't Boy don't even try to touch this Boy this beat is crazy This
later I think i need a barber None of these -- can fade me I'm so good with this I'll remind you im so hood with this Boy im just playin Come here baby
Walk in the club, low brim Hanging out like clothes pins I hustle flow, do my show, attract women Keep that heat and the John Lennon Boy, you won't
mud, with dirty work gloves I'm in yo' college campus corridor You should call me Uno, the way I draw four Brick City law, strip to your drawers Boy
't start, nuttin' When the heat breaks they proceed to start, dumpin' You eyeballin' me like you movin' somethin? Yo' bitch fuckin' you with me in the walkman Slow down boy
got the AK I'm a Kid From the Hall I got big balls to make your pussy walls dribble in my drawers Hey boy this is the way the East coast swing
of state The crowd went wild He kinda smiled And her heart melted away The last time she saw him was at the airport gate He'd write from college every
shit Flat screen DVD's smoking stank and shit Ain't dat shit Sunday bull tank and shit Top down air forces white tank and shit Ain't nothing soft on boy
You's a lying cheating son of a The way you do me boy I'm tired of taking your shit See I know all about those fast hoes up in college shorty Need to
, oh, you're more than just big pimpin' You're blowin' my mind with the love that you're givin' That's what you'll hear me say, boy, every day I knew
ghetto) Hollywood! Havin money in the ghetto I got money baby, just tell me the price 'Cause Short Dog ain't nuttin nice I always hit the town wit my boy