Amil-lion, yeah Roc-a-fella
Yea-yeah, yeah, I got that
I make cats pay like lay-way
Deal with late pay and I got that from Hawk
You ain't gotta wave them over my head
And you can't leave me stranded
What chick you know cock glocks back?
Eight in the back, they rockin' hot jacks
In high heels, mini skirts and thighs fat
My styles like the international
Pancake house or whatever avenue
I got that, uh I got that
Think I need you cause the rent is due
You can be outta here baby
Cause cash, coupes, credit cards
All the exotic things baby
Ever since cats found out I ran with the Roc
They wanna take a closer look, wanna examine the box
Magazine want cameras to pop
They catch me in the nude like a Samantha Fox
Listen dude but I got dollars and cents
You don't gotta promise me to pay my rent
Catch me a drop black playing Speedy Gonzalez
The way I be dressing dudes wanna toss the salad
The way I be dressing got broads acting childish
Amil-lion always has and always will
The house that you live in
The bed that you sleep in
The Benz that you're driving
The ice that you're wearing
Yo my life's still on
Indian Amil, call me chief running water
Money still long but my patience got shorter
You can leave baby give me everything I bought you
Like you leaving me was some type of torture
I don't need no man to
Do for Amil what Amil can do