[Verse 1: Phife Dawg]
Went to Carvel to get a milkshake
This honey ripped me off for all my loot cakes
The car, oh yeah, there's money in my jacket
Somebody broke into my ride and cold macked it
Yo, Tip, I tell you, man, the devil's tryin' it
But I'm gonna stay strong 'cause I ain't buyin' it
Tonight, I'm takin' Sherry out, I don't have jack to wear
You know I gots to look dipped in the fresh new gear
Cool, I found somethin', so I ironed it
I then got caught up on the phone, oh, shit, I'm fryin' it
Will someone tell me what did I do to deserve this?
I think I'll pull out my suit for Sunday service
My little brother wants Barney, cool, I'm gettin' it
Took him down to KB, they ain't sellin' it
Here we go with the cryin', yo, he's throwin' fits
My blood pressure's blowin' up, I can't take the shit
Finally got what he wanted, now he's good to go
Again, the ride was smashed, where's my radio?
One time, my car was in the shop, I had to borrow, see
They had no mercy on the car, Lyor will kill me
Where the hell can Nicki be? I'm gonna smack her up
I got the tickets for the Knicks and she cold stood me up
I need to hit a honey off, Jarobi, pass the phone
Pulled out my book of hoes, oh, yo, Sheila's home
Steady smilin' like a mother, yo, I'm read' to bone
Went down on hun, she's in the red zone
Stressed out more than anyone could ever be
Forever tryin' to clear the samples for my new LP
Everybody knows I go to Georgia often
Got on the flight and I ended up in Boston
With all these trials and tribulations, yo, I've been affected
And to top it off, Starks got ejected
Went to Carvel to get a milkshake
This honey ripped me off for all my loot cakes
The car, oh yeah, there's money in my jacket
Somebody broke into my ride and cold macked it
Yo, Tip, I tell you, man, the devil's tryin' it
But I'm gonna stay strong 'cause I ain't buyin' it
Tonight, I'm takin' Sherry out, I don't have jack to wear
You know I gots to look dipped in the fresh new gear
Cool, I found somethin', so I ironed it
I then got caught up on the phone, oh, shit, I'm fryin' it
Will someone tell me what did I do to deserve this?
I think I'll pull out my suit for Sunday service
My little brother wants Barney, cool, I'm gettin' it
Took him down to KB, they ain't sellin' it
Here we go with the cryin', yo, he's throwin' fits
My blood pressure's blowin' up, I can't take the shit
Finally got what he wanted, now he's good to go
Again, the ride was smashed, where's my radio?
One time, my car was in the shop, I had to borrow, see
They had no mercy on the car, Lyor will kill me
Where the hell can Nicki be? I'm gonna smack her up
I got the tickets for the Knicks and she cold stood me up
I need to hit a honey off, Jarobi, pass the phone
Pulled out my book of hoes, oh, yo, Sheila's home
Steady smilin' like a mother, yo, I'm read' to bone
Went down on hun, she's in the red zone
Stressed out more than anyone could ever be
Forever tryin' to clear the samples for my new LP
Everybody knows I go to Georgia often
Got on the flight and I ended up in Boston
With all these trials and tribulations, yo, I've been affected
And to top it off, Starks got ejected
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