Lyrics
I'm in the shower smoking herb, bathing while I try to sing
All you puy cats bow down to the tiger king
And like they say here in Atlanta, boy you dudes be cap
My big dog used to scoop me bumping Kool G Rap
Yeah it's a shame, that was one of my favorites
And all I ever wanted was to rap just like Jadakiss
And have a crazy nickname for my black coupe
Bald head, ruff ryder chain, velour track suit
Just let my words fill your mind, let me sink in there
I crafted these bars in the dark, in my thinking chair
This crazy virus got me stuck with no income
Ready to take all you got boy no then some
The scientist and them damn analyzers
Say I need to invest in some hand sanitizer, chill
Cause where I'm from nias robbing for a few reasons
Keep a mask and glue and it ain't gotta be the flu season
A storm brewing, I can feel it in the atmosphere
I'm game ready, mother-fu-k bringing practice gear
A skinny boy but my got some mass to it
This song deep but she still shake her a to it
Boy stop fronting, you could hardly sell an ounce
She need a real nia with a check that never bounce
And a big black d-ck, hit Paris then we pop tags
Fu-k her like a wh-re, then I wipe her with a hot rag
Hook
And I really had to break it all down
From a nick to a pound, it's a big rich town really
And I really had to work really hard
Some me nights I starved, make a nia wanna rob really
Really like it when she bad but she really chill
Talking bout this her first time but she really will
Playing games I can tell that she really want it
You falling off, I can tell teen really on it
CHRISTOPHER WILLIAMS, COMPOSER UNKNOWN
The Administration MP, Inc.