, come and play You know my motherfuckin' name You know my motherfuckin' name At last I'm literally loungin' Black tip back count double digit thousand stacks At last
fast Landed foul on the grass The players tried for a forward pass With the jester on the sidelines in a cast Now the half time air was sweet perfume While sergeants played
do Face? (I'm a play the game 'til I win) So what you gone do? (Play till I win) So what you gone do Face? (Play till I win) So what you gone do? (Double
first time I ever though about robbin' myself bruh bruh (Wanna rob myself, wanna rob myself, wanna rob myself) I was walkin' 'round in my crib last night
the funk? Bitch! Yeah, you know what I'm sayin'? I'm talkin' to George Clinton, Bootsy Collins My nigga Suga Foot and Diamond from the Ohio Players I'm talkin' to James
'd better learn to rap like me or you like to be a fake Mc Three, never talk down on a player I wouldn't care if you was Fred Astaire Last but not least
I get some more? I get a lot of love when I hit the door If I was 20 years old or 64 I'm like James Bond, I always get the h*** I got 16 *** If he paid
you better hold tenderly I can tell you what's crackin' and done get splitten You corrosin' on the floor, shaken and snake bitten You're in a cold sweat like James
to buy a ticket And check what my man's got to say Right or wrong, don't you think that he deserves a play? 'Cause he's living for you and you and you
never came around to the boogie down, Never touched Herc and it touched another sound. You wouldn't know about James Brown, Pull in the Funkdelic, the radio and still have a play
to whom you will be prayin', Verbal slayin', the last be first, first shall be last, In like 2 point 5 I get medieval on your ass, Play on the grass,
when I get to bed late That why I fuck 'cause I be weak when I get head late Today I got a session wit Ronnie I mean Veronica Met her last year about
in the rye It's on you, if you wanna take heed the hidden treasure Recognize it's I man T.H.U.G. wit' Noreaga Recognize that 2-5 shine will last forever
lets set this shit off like this Uhh now check it underground verbal hip hop you selected by only a few this type of artist is bought so like Bartles & James
the f**k I am? In the midst of a crisis God knows all the sacrifces I made Might have to hiest to get paid In spite But can't jiest the price Instead a nigga played
I was rollin' through the hood one day Thought shit den calmed down, "gang-bangin'" den played out by the years since I den been around Ain'
't comply I might explode like a meth lab, there is no rehab B****es need knee-pads, a pound of some Zig Zags That last like Etta James, Ia??m back let
site like blacks in toupees Keep the Rollie shinin' true players know the science And those that's behind me be the Giants While y'all are Jets Last