Tailor made so we can lay up in the shade reminiscin
High post, I swear you be killin me
Aint no nigga like the one I got
But when you come home
Hah hah, hah hah, hah hah, hah ha
Before this rap shit
I got you frontin in Armani sweaters
But love you know these ho's be makin me weak
Mmet your death in less than 8 seconds
Dont give a fuck about how you move with them other mamis
Yall knows how it goes 'b and so I creep
I push da Z, eating shrimp scampi with rocks larger than life
The chrome rim spinning keeps em grinnin
And papayas, from the village to the tele
What up boo just keep me laced in the illa snakes
So I run way the fuck up in em
Tell the freaks to find a man of there own
Made you into a star, pushin hundred thousand dollar cars
The first chance to crack the bank
Knew I was comin off with half of them checks
Y'all knows how it goes B so I stay deep
They conniving shit
You can't change a players game in the 9th inning
Friends 'ill tell me I should leave you alone
Flippin weight heroin and shit
You know my pussy is all that
You gotcha own '96 suh-in the ride
Sleeps around but he gives me alot
You gotta know your thoroughly respected by me
I keep ya dove but love
Now all your mens' up in your benz's
And eek classes with mo in the glasses
You know these ho's be makin me weak
Ive been sinnin since you been playin wit Barbie and Ken in
Hah hah, hah hah, hah hah, hah ha
No one can fuck you betta
Sleeps around but he gives me alot
When you was spinnin that bitch
On how I fuck the best a shit
I play hard-eh till they say God
Your comisary stay pilin
Thats why I get bagets 5 carats and all that
You gotta watch your friends you got to watch me
Your diamond mami wit the slanted eyes
They say sex is a weapon, so when I shoot
I never slip, nigga what you dont see is whatcha get
They try me, all they get is 50 cent franks
Specially when Im flippin Baileys
And keep your ass tighter than Versace thats why
I got more black chicks between my sheets than Essence
Holdin this grip cocked the green and the shit
So who the playa, I still keep you in the illest gators
Friends 'ill tell me I should leave you alone
Aint no nigga like the one I got
Mackin this bitch, wifee nigga
When you was in letters and bullshit berattas
I never worry bout them other chicks
Fuck them Reebok broads, you made it known who your wife was
Promise to stay monogamous, I try
Sleeps around but he gives me alot
How you livin large on the island
Basically made you into a don
He's keepin it real jigga stay hard
(Man a they own, man a they own)
'Cause you proved who was your wiz
Lawd don't even trip
Shows in Cali wit all the flavor suede Bally's
Lookin half black and filipino fakin no jacks
Tell the freaks to find a man of there own
You get the keys to the Lexus, with no driver
No one can fuck you betta
Friends 'ill tell me I should leave you alone
Remember them days you was dead broke
From Dolce Gabana to H Vendell I'm ringin bells
Time to kill it on your belly no question
Playin inside my pubic hairs
(Man a they own, man a they own)
Fresh to def in Moschino, coach bag
And wrinkle the face like linnin
Got you a beeper to feel important
Bank rolls and shit, back rubs in the french tubs
Hah hah, hah hah, hah hah, hah ha
Laugin my shit is tight
Tell the freaks to find a man of there own
Keeps you in diamonds and leathers
Keeps you in diamonds and leathers
When you nigga play sick we can all get ill
Weapons concealed what the fuck yall feel
No one can fuck you betta
Aint no nigga like the one I got
With speed, I make the best bitch see the exit indeed
Yo, aint no stoppin this, no lie
You who askin right
I took a little when you was up north
-Whats the deal-
Now we on the rise
Keeps you in diamonds and leathers
So when you flip that coke
But now your style and I raised you
Fucks no, I see half the dough
Surrouding your feet in Joanie Dega's and Charles Jordan
All them collects have me vex
Still poundin in my after life
