be quiet There he go again smelling like I wanna buy it Shawty think Im fresh I make em wet like fire hydrant I be on that fly go from passenger to pilot
's sedated I bring the doctor, I'm a for the remedy But some pretend to be, a bit seditty Your attitude is sh-tty I'm getting downright grimy and grity Introducin' to the scene is Mike
I need a ken doll pilot with a sexy smile in a flying limosine, to pick me up go the extra mile and deliver me to the scene. I need five more hours in
at the club, they wanna know why I?m whilin? 'Cause I smoke weed now I?m high like a pilot Spendin? more cheese than you throw on a salad Hand me my mike
of ice When I mention Calcutta y'all feel the spice As I roll with a two tone cellular phone And get blown like inflation Yea that's my price (Shut up Mike
notice. Channel into locks, the pilot's drunk. The resin in their eyes just means they're hated. Tapping on his mike, the pilot's drunk. Shuffling
your TV Aiyyo, this beat's barefoot and knock-kneed Stripped to the rhyme And every line made from scratch Attached like stripes to shell-toes Thin spools that hold the herb Mike
think I'm high but I'm mentally travelin' Agin' in short times 'cause life's a unravelin' While I'm straddlin' more's up this fuckin' mike I hate to be a pilot
Man ya crews decoys/ Desert Storm use these toys/ bite the bullet like Bruce Lee's boys Get right wit me/ newest King in the league like Mike Bibby,
I need a Ken doll pilot with a sexy smile and a flying limousine To pick me up, go the extra mile and deliver me to the scene I need five more hours in
Mike. [Money Mike:] Damn. [Game:] What the fuck. [Money Mike:] Lemme check my Palm Pilot Give me that beat fool, it's a full time pimp mode [Money Mike
you up Man ya crews decoys Desert Storm use these toys Bite the bullet like Bruce Leroy Get right with me Newest king in the league like Mike Bibby I'
-up, de la premiere a la sixieme, je viens mettre ca au top Plus rien ne peut m?arreter, ni rappeur ni Robocop N?aie pas peur, quand je pilote le mic
chu you seem like the type that i like, the type to turn my hand into a full pipe, not no fling yo stay for the mike that represents you yeah thats right
the blood of a soldier, older, wise and colder Arena such a ray of our haters disintegrate. Atom bombs drop. Now they gon stop. As I pilot my palm on
Seven years gone Still Tim pilot the ghost ship home He carried on But now he's all alone Dead on his feet He hits the streets of Old Town Without a dime
that again. (alright) (So have that money right and we don't mess with the funny types. fake ass pimps like Money Mike) Let me check my palm pilot. Give
that again. (alright) (So have that money right and we don't mess with the funny types. Fake ass pimps like Money Mike) Let me check my palm pilot. Give
