Man Imma king in my own rhyme
So you can picture what I am
In my own mind

And baby set your ears up for a cold line
And I aint neva liked your $$# (*##$
The whole time

I like to take trips, buy clothes, yo
Get cars and stuff
My little RX7

I burned out the clutch
I gotta contract out on cupid
He runnin for his life cuz he seen how I do it

Mix rap love with the bullets
Get ya blown away
On Valentine's with Jennifer Holiday

It's high fashion baby to the nines
Prayin' to the maker yo
While livin' in the rhyme

'Fore I leave the house I like to get my shoes shined
Then movin' the ride with interior design
I do it like?

Spend money like a Leo
A Pisces vertigo
Life like a Scorpio

And ya knowt hat the flow I
Is straight for the dough
I need the dough

To get the freakin' from the rhyme
I get you freakin everytime
From the flow

Then playa pimp my playa pimpin' pimps like a pro
A supa dupa Coca Motorola G-I Joe


Man I've been fightin' my addictions with thangs
That make me addicted
Man welcome to the rap world

Baby girl it's twisted
Man treat a situation like a rental
Thank God I got insurance

We can trick it detrimental
Like jail sleep time I get down
Man welcome just in time so I could rock another town

Bought some new rangs
Sold all my chains
My lady put my hair in a bun when it rains

Co-Co-Cocaine
Is what the homies say
They gotta get it quick an sell it

Make their money stay
Fly by night
Fly harder in the day

Like Cheryl Miller's brother
Man they shoot long range
Put me in the game

I'll show you how to spend a grip
And though I like the number 7
I can roll a 6

I like to watch pancakes when they 'bout to flip
And wit that syrup waitin' on em at a quarter to 6
And it's Nicky in em Jordan number nines

Walkin' outta Popeye's eatin on fries
?
My homie said "Reno"

I said "I'll drive"
Some think I'm Indian
I say "What tribe?"

If I was a judge I would take all bribes NO LIE