and dance with me If I'm out on my own Then I can look at you, looking at me If I'm out on a date Then I just shut my eyes, then I can't see Get away
it on Two years ago, I thought it'd be my last song Me, Squeaky, Flex and J, on Saratoga Street Smokin white boys, bumpin dopefiend beats Eighty-eight, my
this I feel motherfuckers they goin' say I'm wrong I feel niggaz goin' get buck when they hear my song I feel like puttin' 20's on up in my car I feel
rappin causin lyrical gridlock Lyrical syllables interlock in my voicebox Yet I'm still unknown like the X on Sadat Just your typical, non-topical Flex
these people smile, but they won't me to frown Gettin' by when I shot 'em nine rounds They will never ever take my crown (let's get to the song) Thinkin
to you losers It?s all in time, my nigga See, I dreamed my whole life that I could rhyme with Jigga Now Jay my big brother and Bey my lil sister And excuse
slim chick Beat that pussy up real quick then send home the bitch Aint no sleepin in my bedroom When henny's in my dick When Flex drop the bomb i bust
your own hands I'm a grown man, doin my grown dance I don't stop until I see the end, my vision clear, bitch I'm on my Van Gogh, I don't hear shit No
had to tremble quick cause he bump with it Got some midgets in my clizick now i'm pimping bitch My friends have brand new teams Twenties hundred ain't
had to tremble quick cause he bump with it got some midgets in my clizick now I'm pimping bitch my friends have brand new teams twenties hundred ain
it Dig it, yo my mellow um whattup for the night [Malik B, get on the mic, get on the mic] Like that y'all, and yo I'm flowin, my part of the song It'
Ki-kick a rhyme or two to flex off my fitness of quickness To show you that the Suave is human swiftness Nudge my nose, give a glance and shrug my shoulders
thoughts to make my manchild walk Swift notarizer, Wu-Tang, all up in the high-riser New York Yank' visor world tranquilizer Just a dosage, delegate my Clan with explosives While, my
make my man Shai walk Swift notarizer, Wu-Tang, all up in the high-riser New York gank adviser world tranquilizer Just the dosage, delegate my Clan with explosives While, my
buzz then it died Ya boy stay fly fly like a new fit Ask about two watch the responses [Chorus:] She like my groove she like my moves She like my style she like my
AIGHT!) Powerful, igniting my mass appeal with steel The legislator, funky phantom masturbator Galactic arraignment, I step to you gay men For organism, my imprinted mechanism Solo flex, my
and dance wiv me If I'm out on my own Then I can look at you looking at me If I'm out on a date Then I just shut my eyes, then I can't see Get away
Hell with the price 'cause the money ain't a thang Put it down hard for my dogs that's locked in the bang When you hit the bricks, new whips, money ain