She said: Baby boy, why you lookin' grimy as shit? I make the wristwatch full of diamonds fill my sink If I got colors on my neck, what would my mama think? We got the weapons, look down Let's make these boys extinct Nah nah nah
Traded that noose they put around us for a Cuban link So my ancestors can see me shining, tell me what you think I remember the illusions that they tried to move to me Revolution still, ain't sell my evolution, what you choosin'?
No chip on my shoulder Hunnid leaves under the seat (woo!) We live life like cheetah power up like Hummer diesel Golden chain for niece and nephew Pessimistic, I do not hang 'round them boys Metaphysics need another dimension I can enjoy
She said baby boy, why you lookin' grimy as shit? I make the wrist watch full of diamonds fill my sink If I got colors on my neck, what would my mama think? We got the weapons, look down Let's make these boys extinct
Nah, nah, nah
Baby boy, why you lookin' grimy as shit? I make the wrist watch full of diamonds fill my sink If I got colors on my neck, what would my mama think? We got the weapons, look down Let's make these boys extinct
La, la, la
Reporting for the operation I learned that the beauty is in the creation I added my deed itself for decoration Said baby boy, what's the occasion? You dressed like you 'bout to take over the nation
Avoiding social litigation When the admiration turns into aberration Y'all can find another station, otherwise stay tuned Evolution coming soon, rolling deeper than a dune Howling at the moon, I'll be back in June
Tell my baby, I'll be back in November Did some Beatles shit to kick off this September Crazy 'cause in 2010 I had some old friends That thought I'd be another Go fucking figure
If I pull up out the tool Riding still up on the roof Seems like only legends do (Check this, hot looking babes) Bitch and that's the fucking move (I feel you)
She said: Baby boy, why you lookin' grimy as shit? I make the wristwatch full of diamonds fill my sink If I got colors on my neck, what would my mama think? We got the weapons, look down Let's make these boys extinct
La, la, la
Baby boy, why you lookin' grimy as shit? I make the wristwatch full of diamonds fill my sink If I got colors on my neck, what would my mama think? We got the weapons, look down Let's make these boys extinct
La, la, la
Good riddance, goodbye, out of sight, out of mind Cutthroat every time, this time I get what's mine Where the hell is your back bone Ducking me like whac-a-mole Looking like an inflatable at a car show, a spectacle
Lick my finger, bet I found the wind I follow that shit wherever it blows You hung yourself, that's not my fault I just supplied the rope Most thoughts, I don't think twice Make decisions I'll die by
Never asked for the drama But I'll turn it into dollars Dollars, dollars, dollars (Do you feel good about me?)