[Intro: Irene Reid Sample]
You say, "What is it that you want?"
You've got everything that a woman could ever need in life
I got a closet full of minks, chinchillas
I got a bureau full of diamonds
I could change four times a day if I want to
You're even trying to eat lobster and drink champagne
Now you know that ain't your roots
For you strictly a collard green and cornbread man
Now you know if anybody know, I know
But since you feel like that this evening
Sit down and drink some champagne with me and let me rap to you
[Verse 1: Thurzday]
Now I feel it's time to show a side
Of the other, yo, I ain't heard in a while
Kill 'em line for line, I'm feeling good, it's hammertime
Don't cry, baby, it's alright
My new motto is "Fuck it"
Life is a royal flush, I'm all in with no bluffin'
Inhale from the weed smoke
It's a race to the top, homie, Usain Bolt
Little hand on the clock, time's ours
You and I gain hoes by the hour
Thurzday ignore these cowards
Planted the seed in '99, now we grow like flowers
Buck 50 and I'm holding my weight
Six to seven meals and you still get ate
They say, "Yo, you're too cool." Cool?
I would melt your soul into a costume that I could wear to scare you
You say, "What is it that you want?"
You've got everything that a woman could ever need in life
I got a closet full of minks, chinchillas
I got a bureau full of diamonds
I could change four times a day if I want to
You're even trying to eat lobster and drink champagne
Now you know that ain't your roots
For you strictly a collard green and cornbread man
Now you know if anybody know, I know
But since you feel like that this evening
Sit down and drink some champagne with me and let me rap to you
[Verse 1: Thurzday]
Now I feel it's time to show a side
Of the other, yo, I ain't heard in a while
Kill 'em line for line, I'm feeling good, it's hammertime
Don't cry, baby, it's alright
My new motto is "Fuck it"
Life is a royal flush, I'm all in with no bluffin'
Inhale from the weed smoke
It's a race to the top, homie, Usain Bolt
Little hand on the clock, time's ours
You and I gain hoes by the hour
Thurzday ignore these cowards
Planted the seed in '99, now we grow like flowers
Buck 50 and I'm holding my weight
Six to seven meals and you still get ate
They say, "Yo, you're too cool." Cool?
I would melt your soul into a costume that I could wear to scare you
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