I?I can?t fly Just look at me It ain?t even a god damn possibility Oh and I?I know that Saturdays, they are busted They?re over when you wake up And
out here grindin') I ain't splitting nothing with nobody homie I gotta get me me (Cause I'm out here grindin') I ain't slept in 8 days I can go for 8
Can't compete with me mayne Especially When I pull up in that candy red (54's on the dash sittin' next to Lil' Wayne) I'm a beast I'm a dog Yeah, yeah
back click-click-click Hey! It's Dr Bombay Sick flow, get your Medicaid And I'm like Hey! My hometown is NJ Eyes redder than Reynaldo Rey I just blaze And I
was running out, I was planting my seeds Homegrown, backyard boogie, I'm still stoned Got my weed plants taller than your telephone's pole I can remember when I
I ain't wanna have to diss ya Canibis, where the fuck you at? I miss ya! [Chorus] Can-i-bitch, oh Can-i-bitch Where for art thou Can-i-bitch? Please
wasn't the whole entourage on HBO Then after that, I tell her, I can't do much with you, shawty I just found out I could fly to Dubai and hire Buffy
don't like me I say tough titties blow up the spot like my man from Jersey City people always askin' 'why is Phife so cocky?' I gotta be good at something cause I can't
It's still Dre Day nigga, A.K. nigga Though I've grown a lot, can't keep it home a lot ?Cause when I frequent the spots that I'm known to rock You hear
, all guys I employ Lifestyle I enjoy but I'm the livest doy A hustler and Cam famous you damn anus I don't know but I can't change it Can't paint it
the day Ya never ever thought I'd see him bustin with Dr. Dre 'cause I grips mics, I rips mics in half Hoes be comin to my flat so I can tap that ass
glimpse from ahead and I don't think it's gonna last And you can bet your ass I drop the L when I'm skiing, I'm smoking and peaking I put the skis on
That I'm so ice cold Tell me why, why, is it so That I'm so ice cold I got million dollar game with a fly as freak Princess, bigness, ice on my teeth
I'm so, oh, ice cold? Tell me why, why is it so That I'm so, oh, ice cold? Ay, ay, T. Kizzie, big pimpin' I got million dollar game, with as fly as
in the day Ya never ever thought I'd see him bustin' with Dr. Dre 'Cuz I grips mics, I rips mics in half Hoes be comin' to my flat so I can tap that
lot To be number one I can't walk down the street Without my gun I can't trust these niggas fool It ain't no fun I'm sittin' up in court 'cause somebody
