[Background:] (You're on You're on You're on You're on) [Chorus:] I'm on: One, One, One, One, One [x4] I'm on like a pot I cook up I got the hook up
Doo I'm whiskeyed, I'm hit, I ain't go no patience But I'm a couple tacos short of a combination Ooh...Get on your head like a shovel from the gravel
spliff My Uzi a click, yeah I did a movie a flick But I step to the director like, "look I'm not bitchin" Understand this homeboy, I'm not snitchin
date her Uhhh, I'm a pimp, you the one that paid her Pullin off in my scrape and it black on black like I'm Darth Vader [Chamillionaire imitating B.
crates now I'm sittin on a whole case Since they got you sittin on that old case Our dreams is on hold like Tivo So I can't wait 'til you get your
rhyme I'm shakin and takin and breakin I rip the mic like Every time fuck I don't eat no manwich kickin back coolin with a cold grits sandwich Somebody said I'm
says I'm the only nigga with it! New Era on yo brain, like a A-town fit it, I'm not E-40 but I'm so sick wit it! That my flow got the flu, Hoes I gotta
I get on your line and dump two on your spine like it a 80's drought I'm about that Valley-Jo Po Po be throwing tantrums Cause I live up on a hill with
of Patron, whole lotta strong 800's on, boy ya know what I'm on Yo bitch wanna fuck, let she know that I'm on I don't wanna fuck her, I just want some
before Baby I'm the only one that paid your car notes Well connected I got killers off in Chicago [Rick Ross] I'm not a star, somebody lied I got a chopper in the car I
much joy So much joy yeah, ooh I'm gonna make it right Make your night, my baby boy, I know you will enjoy I know you will enjoy, come on, come on Come
got jokes on the daily Y'all actin like some old folks y'all don't hear me Yo I'm in my second childhood "Cause when I flow the for the street " - "
I bring it, sing it loud I'm from the Lou and I'm proud Run a mile for the cause, I'm righteous above the law Playa my style's raw, I'm "Born to Mack"
I wanna be black but with my mustache I look Mexican I learned how to spit rhymes from reading green eggs and ham I talk plenty shit so that must make me hard I
of brew I'm feelin fresh and new I bless a forty a day So now I never have to have another sober day When blessin' 40s I'm a pro I just thought I'd let
devil at me and I wish the Lord threw a hummer at me I ain't happy me and Eazy-E in a B E N Z With my niggas right next to me It's my legacy we can't