Verse One: Ras Kass

No disrespect to the opposite sex

But I ain't flexed punani yet that's worth my royalty checks
Men be trying to get laid, women be trying to get paid
So, somebody gotta get played... {right}

Now you claim I'm runnin game and still let us run the train
Pulling Coolio's braids, it wasn't me, it was the fame
Let a dame complain about disrespecting my African queen

Ass hangin out them Daisy Dukes jeans, jockin
Damn I love civilization
Wants to know my occupation home location and means of transportation

The correct combination unlocked your placenta
I got a cellular phone with a rubber antenna
on a three story house, drive a four door Ac

Favorite song of all time Mobb Deep's "Hit It From the Back"
Then jet, I turn a (*##$ into my favorite
She know my name cause I got more game than Sega CD


Chorus: Coolio, Ras Kass


You know it's drama, but it sound real good (3X)
You knew the game, and you still ended up on your back
You know it's drama, but it sound real good (3X)

You knew the game, and you still ended up on your back

Verse Two: Ras Kass


I try U.N.I.T.Y. but why?
Cause when I was lackin, (*##$es made me want to roll over and die

So now I lie, cause (*##$es are like flies {why?}
They attract to the best %#@! {oh!}
You gotta play Max Julian's role unless you plan on being celibate

Cause (*##$es want the money clip and whatever dick that comes with it
{The (*##$} saw me in the Lex and didn't know it came from Avis
Now she's on the Tip like my name was John Davis

And I'm knowin what she thinks {what?}
I'ma sweep her off her feet because I bought the hoe a drink
(*##$, haha yeah I'm living nice, got a two o'clock flight to Atlanta

{Tomorrow} so maybe we can kick it {tonight}
Right there I knew my dick was getting wetted
Cause I played into this (*##$'s Cinderella complex

Whatever you want to hear, I can say
Forget the (*##$ the next day, instant replay


Chorus

Verse Three: Coolio


Yo Ras, let me talk about these (*##$es for a minute
But let's get it straight, when I say the word (*##$

I don't mean all women
Cause hookers come a dime a dozen if you thought they wasn't
You can hit this hoe today, and tomorrow you can hit her cousin

Or her mama, you gots to have drama
^!$$% flash some currency and go up in her auntie!
I'm talkin bout the skanless type loc

You know the type that seem to like the taste of swipe
Check it
When it comes to Saving Hoes Coolio ain't in it

Don't call me Captain, general, sergeant, or lieutenant
This ain't funny so don't you dare laugh
I gave the (*##$ my autograph, and she gave me some $$#

But as soon as the hoe tried to get in my pocket
I shot her $$# away from me *schch* like a skyrocket
Take it from a G, period, no comma, to keep these hookers

on they toes... you know the rest

Chorus