[mase]
Uh, uh, uh, yo
Harlem world gon make me rich
Harlem world gon take your bitch
Harlem world is the place to be
This m-a-dollar sign-e
[stase]
Yo, hold up keep it steady
Yall chicks aint really ready
Yall sweating stase already
And I aint pushing a chevy
I aint even lyin, I aint even sign
People want my back
Yo, whats up with that?
See, running out the mouth gon get your face slapped
Tell me do you like what you see
Is it tight as could be?
No, mase aint writing for me
And I have no desire to be
Or have fake chicks rhyme wit me
Uhh, you aint my man, you aint down wit me
You aint certified harlem world get from round me
And mase my big brother thats why you surround me
You could drop me off the same place you found me
Cuz it wont be long before you have to crown me
If Im chicken, Im jerk chicken and were flickin
And men die with chicks, so am I worth kissin?
1 - i hate the ones that dont suck no (ow)
I hate the ones who date them dumb chicks
I hate the ones who wanna get you for your dough
Wanna be a (ow)? be a (ow), on the low
I hate the ones that dont suck no (ow)
I hate the ones who date them dumb chicks
I hate the ones who wanna get you for your dough
Wanna be a (ow)? be a (ow), on the low
[loon]
Yo, its only right that you hold me tight
Even though we fight, because the dough be like
When the dough be right
You know we havin a ball
Sippin on cristall and all
Chicks smile and all
Yo dealing wit fishkill and oil
Ice on the wrist dial and all
But nevertheless, boo there was never a test
That stopped me from loving you best
Im hypnotized, girl by your hips and thighs
Definitely your lips and eyes
Them chicks can slide
They tryin to be all in the mix
Your girlfriend ballin a 6, and holdin my tip
But boo, theres only room for 2
Until I get the coupe for you
You know how I do
And then you could scoop your crew
And do what you wants to do
Repeat 1
[naughty]
Naughty, naughty, naughty
I went from cradle to crawlin, to a stroller
Way I was strollin and hopin when I get older
That I be holy
Kicks to camp *** floatin with naught
A boat and a yacht
Was all that I was hopin to rock
As a young kid stacked and eventually learned
That money was made for that
Never meant to be burned
Why lets all get this
Using that i murder you face
I be the youngest nigga pushin a convertible eight
But thought *** to that they gon taste this ***
Got some honies to the back so they can chase my dick
When I die theyll be a headstone big as a ***
And a pack of fifty redbones diggin me up
For the fact, played it back
And Im tryin to see me, a house and six floors
And peranhas a week
Got a spouse, deep throats while Im tryin to sleep
Lookin out for b-4s every diamond creek
[huddy combs]
But you slow money, cuz its better than no money
I only crap out when I play with your money
You know huddy, still sittin on old money
I only hang wit mase cuz he keeps them hoes for me
Kick a little bit, but yo Im no dummy
Your girl love me, so you keeping your girl from me
And tellin lies, gettin caught in different rides
Wit different guys, stay different in different pops, what
Repeat 1 until fade
