(feat. Ras Kass)
Rick Rock, I took my masters baby
I'm here to shake up the world, yeah uh

This is the digiwax remix
Ras Kass, Ghetto Fab, Fresh


[Ras Kass]
This is the Man Show
Can't kick it if you don't get (*##$es

Get riches, hit dro, drink a dee coup
Had a bad (*##$ from the dirty south
With a good tooth like Lou

If the answer's no, you a man ho
Probably no more
All captain say hand cuff and stop

Let them go, rass kass will play it though
$#&@ laying low like J. Lo
Can't pack a six-fo

True !@() like what they hit for
Play the bar ^!$$%, we dont disco
Grown $$# man don't harlem shake

Good sense, let me show you what the dollar make
Take the cake from all you fakes
I can't pump my breaks, the Spreewell's keep spinin'

We up to the rock, next stop, Russell simons
who spit the venom in them Donna Karen denims
Ras kass you can't get caught with fabolous government

Put my face on the passport
Cuz real ^!$$%s do real things
so $#&@ the world to my bling

Cuz ya'll mean
I mean


[Chorus]
I'm fly enough, to do better,
But pimp enough to not give a $#&@,

And I'm thug enough, to do better,
And gangsta enough to not give a $#&@,
I'm hustlin' enough, to know better,

But ballin' enough to not give a $#&@,
And I'm, old enough, to know better,
But young enough to not give a $#&@


[Fabolous]
D-d-d-d-dammit man

I'm in a throwback so old
It'll make your grandma glance
And everybody know, everybody go

So please, call the stretch ambulance
These dudes don't stand a chance
When I pull up like the pamper brand

Those in the Lambo slants
With a madame from France
With a $$# so big

You couldn't hide it in hammer pants
Who else be in New York
With Miami tans

Got everybody doin' the street family dance
I'm sure this hammer can
Make you save that gangsta role for the camera man

F-A-B, you preferably
Don't wanna F wit me
Please believe it

I'm definately, as responsible
For gettin' the City High as 'Clef would be
Believe it please


[Fresh]
Snap cap Lou, you know it's me

Leroy, wrist on glow for all to see
Fresh trep for all the see
You can tell by my strut, I'm a new yorker baby

What that mean, never leave or maybe
I'm dropping off Felciia, I'm gettin' toss to keyes
Drink up the coffee, break fast after breakfast

Hoppin' in the goleta, make back is gettin' respected
^!$$%s must be gay, I aint thinkin' straight
I'm in the quarter before eight
Mama I can't relate, like when we goin' shoppin'
When she starts speakin French

Leave them alone like Stockton
Fresh, Ras, and Fab, please with the gift to gab
Put your potato, we ready to mash
Don't get involved, I put your top in front of the E
So you really be ahead of your class


[Chorus]