gettin' sweat inside my Yankee fitted 1990 Raw, I showed you ice You ain't know who Jacob was, so I showed you twice When it was 'All About the Benjamins', I
I don't go no mo' Cause they don't know how to treat you when you come through the do' Thursday night, was Plush but we moved to fuel And I be up in the
music keeps you movin', what are you provin'? (Turn that shit all the way up, yeah) You know that I'm two levels above you, baby (Music's gettin louder) Hug me baby, I
kaseem dean ? when i come thru hit you with the brand new buggati coupe, damn thing only only sits 2 but you know who who ridin in my passenger side
you know I did it to death So sit back 'n hold ya breath I don't know 'bout dem, I really ran these streets So listen up this shit get deep You know I
out da club with a shit loada women Soon as I see one I like I'ma get it, I'ma get it Ooh, I'ma get it, 'cause I?ma go getta You know we trap all day
have came back for you, I just needed time To what I had to do, caught in the life I can't let it go, whether that's right I will never know But here
't you think that I get lonely too? Tulip Baroo Tulip Baroo I don't know what to make of you You're in charge of every coup that the feds set out to
I aint thru I'ma, I'ma, I'ma live it up I'ma, I'ma, I'ma do it up (I gotta live it) I aint thru (I aint) I'ma, I'ma, I'ma live it up I'ma, I'ma,
all I know I make the loot loop As fast as I spend it, I'm tryin' to get back in it I make my loot loop Nigga, I'm tryin' to make my bank roll bigger
- Chorus) I know you see me now right now, (I know you see me now right now) I know you see me now right now (Right now, right now) I know you see me
you wanna talk like you big shit Like you found a better bitch, wit a ass this sick You know you love this nigga, why is you frontin? Cause when you's
like me, truth to be told, I don't know many I say shout my driver Lauren, thats 62 with curtains cant see shit, I don't know where the f-ck I'm at for
Chorus] I am the Rhyming Oasis I got a cup of ya time I wont waste it I got my foot on the line I'm not racin' I thank god that I am not basic I am not
like you just went pro But little did they know, you was flossin' my doe No, I got to go, before you 'cause a bitch to flick From waistline to the bottom, you know
I became famous For playin' me y'all shall forever remain nameless (You don't know what you're doing, doing, doing, doing) I am Hov' Sure I do I tell
I hit homeruns I don't know how to bunt bitch. And this that cali kush you need to pass the blunt bitch. Im Sorry that I cuss you baby girl you're gorgeous
a dollar If you know how to hustle nigga, holla Hey, I do it how I does it I get it from my cousin, and I'm buzzin' And you know who I am Neighborhood