I stick it up like an iced cake robbery
Floss the ill robes since Criminology
Get word to the DJ, tell 'em Staten Island's
Yeah, oh shit, aiyo Tone hurry up and get 'em, nigga
Might know me from my wallabies
We mind seat up, so take our picture
Tell your crew to be easy, niggaz run around
Yo, it's Tone in the building, the teams in the building
Tell your crew to be easy, niggaz run around
I had his number down, Toney just called it
You knowhatImean, it's about to pop off
The yellow shit, and the bottle ain't Crys', son
Anybody front, paramedics gonna pick 'em up
You wanna be there, layin' all stiff, uh
Pretty Tone make the girls say please
Whether now or later, afterlife, or switcher
Supreme Clientele, put the world on top of me
Yeah, that's right
With them fake frowns, sell 'em on eBay
They try to save you, sware to God, I hit the nurse up
NahwhatImean? We about to get it popping, let's go!
In the house, put the record on replay
I ain't the type of dude you go to war with
Niggaz wanna beef, what up, what up, what up
Leave your girl around me, I will bag your boo
Peace to Dirt Dog, I'm back like Deja Vu
Pretty bitches got my number, y'all can dial me
Ya'll can just crown me
Yo yo
When the heat's on, you know I draw it
They lousy, I'm phat like a pound of cheeba weed brownies
We packed to the ceiling we constantly chilling
Like, "Nah, doc, he look better in a hearse truck"
My polo gun yo, will crack the floor shit
I'm like the boogeyman, nigga, I'll get ya
You in the other room, huh, you couldn't sleep, uh
Staten Island, yo Theodore! What's the deal
Yo, aiyo, Pete Rock, good looking nigga!
You be at home, nigga, beating your dick, uh
Every time you go uptown, you get jipped, uh
In the house, put the record on replay
Get the fuck out the way, come on
In the house, put the record on replay
With them fake frowns, sell 'em on eBay
I represent S.I., ain't as wild as me
And when I'm done, y'all can finger nail file me
Yo babe, hurry up, with those collard greens
Get your nose blowned off by the fifth, uh
Slap me one of the ratchets, I'm about to go in, yo
Gotta get that cheese, gotta pimp that V
Get word to the DJ, tell 'em Staten Island's
Tone got the powder squeeze, don't surround me
Get word to the DJ, tell 'em Staten Island's
Ya'll niggaz clear the fucking floor
Shimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy yeah, now
Quick to pick a honey up, shit, the flow's Bounty
Ahh, you bitch niggaz better listen up
Tell your crew to be easy, niggaz run around
So what, come on, now some of y'all people
Pop a lotta shit without that liquor, yup
You just mad cause I'm hittin' your sister
Yes, my birthday, landed in nay, now
We can 'cause we could, we shoot, we slice, we cut
Gotta burn those leaves, and uh
You really run New York
I like to thank y'all for coming out tonight
You turned your muthafuckin' head, nigga, we switched 'em
I'm in the club with the chipped up wrist, uh
How y'all like that shit? YouknowhatImean?
With them fake frowns, sell 'em on eBay
You at the bar, whoadie, drinkin' my piss, uh
I tried to ignore it, his people saw it
That's karma, boy, running your lip, uh
You be fronting like you got a bunch of chicks, uh
Daddy work that D, put it in and be eas' and uh
