This song is for you, not for anyone else but you
It's your own special song, I wrote it for you
Just for you, only for you


[Sheek Louch]
I see y'all ^!$$%z wanna ride my dick, whatever

Don't put your hands up on me, Sheek'll come out the leather
Put the hammer to your hatin mouth, nail it shut
Get off my dick and get you some butt, try and nut

Cause this nut is macadamian, keep the mack and I'm Damian
This game you don't wanna play me in
^!$$%z need somethin to do, you ain't gon ride or clap nothin

Might as well hate from the side, not that ain't good
(*##$ I'll push your mother$#&@in cap back like you popped open the hood
Flesh burner like somebo!@()ep puttin in wood

Don't add nothin, don't count nothin unless it's yours
Let me see, he done been on atleast three tours
Bad cars, he atleast get thirty for bars

See that's the problem mother$#&@ers don't know
But they think that they know what you do and what you don't
Where you live, what it cost, what you gettin for a show

Who your girl, where she from, what you buyin for that ho
So at that I tell you mind your biz
Punch out, take the bus home and mind your kids

Before ya kids be pumpin my work, (*##$ doin the jerk
Get down and throw sperm on her shirt
Can't be him, he ain't supposed to shine like that

Back with BadBoy that ^!$$% ain't rhyme like that
Damn he hot, you sure? That if you think I'm jiggy ^!$$%
Key to life, Puff, used to be with Biggie ^!$$%

Yeah, S-H-E-E-K L-O-U-C-H B-E sick in the H-E-A-D
I worry when y'all stop hatin, it's a problem, waitin
When I'm back to drinkin old beers like Walter Patin

Easy wider, mouth web like a $#&@in spider
Haha, y'all ^!$$%z sweeter than apple cider
I pull a all nighter, pumpin the fifth

Weed and a spliff, ^!$$% it's the curse and the gift

The $#&@, yo engineer do me a favor

Come in here for a minute, please
(Hey Sheek is everything ok in there?)
^!$$%, who told you to stop the beat?

Get ya $$# in there and turn another beat on