damn mayne im just so goddamn hyphy//ina scrape burnin wit this beezie right beside me//she thinkin ima be spendin but this girly aint my wifey//but what she dont know is i get new broads nightly//
damn doo im so Bay wit it// got tha ratchet in tha waistband and grape sacks in this A's fitted// my teeth grittin off this pill that i pop//my teams wit me cuz i set up shop// i break it down then bag i up and flip it out fo a profit// around the town im gettin down cuz these bitches keep jockin// and these honies bring me money mayne, i aint no dummy mayne// u suckas be gettin caught up and brought up fa actin funny mayne// stop actin chummy mayne u kno u aint mah homies// lookin at me wit ya hand out sayin nah man i aint phoney// where were yall when i was locked up and strugglin fa funds// yall was doin what u do and out havin ya fun// but now the boys back and spittin bars wit the best// wit my right hand ina bitch purse and the left up her dress// scary rappers hit the exit cuz this a contact sport// ya like a midget jackin off, ya cummin up short//