2 B U

Lyrics

Most times I drive with a samurai eye Cause my lady says my style was set the fly And held tight like a pistol grip With a new meaning to the word pistol whip She says she loves how I look in the rain But since i never cry, yo, it shows my pain So I threw on the hat and killed all that Man imma rap cat I don't feel all that Man God Khan Primetime on the candy grind Baby looking at me trying to read my mind She can see that my mouth be spitting lines But she ain't never been in love with a pisces sign Shit man now i'm like a parlays bet I'm in the cd player of your coke connect Fucker flame on fucker flame off You can see my attitude if the game lost Adjust the base on the Nakamichi Roll the blunts optimos is peachy I dress smooth like Cappadonna Hang with sharks and mean piranhas Keep my style all in your mental Drive and shake my Shirley Temple I just might fly on continental And beat this dime piece in the rental She love I Cats come in there Armani suits Looking way too cute Tell the freak to spread the loot Man imma tell you one thing two times The homie down the street yo hes got 3 nines See where im from yo that ain't to crime See certain numbers have to keep your ass in line Even if it shines and gets dark Throw a new engine in a old skylark The silver Fox with the Goldylox Here to shake the block Like you bake the rocks And to make the cream But don't taste the cream Cause when you make the cream its the scheme Na' mean? Man its something like a vegas roll You get to chopin up and i can get with major hoes You get to running like a tiger when the dangers go You're lucky if you even get the change of clothes Word Switch up to a diamond light It's like cutting butter baby with a sharper knife Blunted up one day off glue She's looking at me taking off my shoe She asked me something that I neva eva knew She said "Nicky, I wonder what it's like to be you." I keep it going on, flowing on Baby till the break of dawn Andre Nicky baby don't make me none I'm trying to get everything under the sun I like when you put my hair up in a bun My nine go like an arsonist I put the dope together baby like pharmacist And whats wrong with this And who's bomb is this Man the blunt is rolled tighter than a boxer's fist God I come down like candle wax I catch you off guard see if you can handle that Man I'm the Motorola Coca-Cola Do it like the Ayatollah Service so slow because it sticks like jail Why is the judge raisin up this bail? Thats your sister baby I couldn't tell I roll around like DJ Run My thug homies want me to see they guns I get between you like a boxing ref Man whats up with that freak Have you knocked her yet? I treat Popeyes like gourmet Zapco bumps rocks and chantea Keep my nails cut with precision Add and multiply division Money makings how I'm living Smoking weed up in the kitchen You feel 'aight I'm at the bird like a steam ray southern like a ghost Turn around and disappear or something like a ghost Looking like a cat that just got chose Smelling like a rolls closing all four doors