And you can keep whatever talking was already on there
I know niggas like we just did something
We just put a tape out two days ago, three days ago
I gotta do something to kill time before the game to come on
Carve up the streets like a thanksgiving turkey
In the class by myself like I went to school mad early
Bitches see my ice dripping they thirsty
Want a drink from the fountain of fly
Symbol of independence like the fourth of July
Cruise a old school Porsche, just a 959
Rockin my Larry Johnson react juice con's
Your bitch givin head in the ride
We passin, I cought a car like a jar, grey poupon
Suckers thought I fall off cause I move on
I gave niggas rhyme patterns and made up new ones
Bad bitches drool on my magazine pictures like cases on bed pillows
After wild nights of heavy fuckin the man, nigga
Plus the fact spitta the only nigga that'll give it up quicker
But that don't mean she a groupie
But it do mean that she know how to seize opportunities and make moves with a G
Now she shoppin for bags to carry us
Ski's, what you thought we was lame and the planes was only logos on the T's
We got access any minute we could leave
No boarder passes, weed, tickets we don't need
Mama you rockin with the jets
Even if you never been a fan of the team in the National Football League
I done lost count to be honest
I know I put out like four tapes, so I guess this number five