[Verse 1]
Okay good evening everyone and welcome to the track
That you probably downloaded from your PC or your Mac
Yes, I'm the main topic in the barbershop chat
Now you can call me Chip, or you can call me crack
I'm in a comfy condo with every one of your ladies
Now say hi girls...
Ssh, okay how about some silence?
Let's see if I can focus while these girlies tickle my privates
Yes, baby I'm the Ripper
Baby, I'm a winner
Thick girl's a freak but she say she's a beginner
I'll put you on a diet if you're trying to get thinner:
Babies for breakfast, babies for dinner
I grip the damn grain 'til my hands get splinters
I control the ball before the snap just like a center
But this ain't football
Cuz if it was then your bitch would be the wide receiver crawling on the rug
And I would be the quarterback telling her to go long
And she would catch the touchdown pass above her thong
Something must be wrong
What is going on?
Everybody's T-shirts are still too damn long
Yeah, that was cool a couple years ago but now it's different
I don't pay for the jeans, I just pay true religion
And of course the man on my shirt's riding a horse
And I wear so much DC they should endorse
Live life denim
I live life in 'em
Wear so much Live Mechanic people ask did I invent 'em
People tend to forget where I'm from here and there
'Cuz I'm on Saks Fifth Avenue more than I'm on Da Clair
And if you owe me a dollar you on Death Row
That .45 hurt to swallow like strep throat
Fuck a lady, get the money, sip the liquor
These bitches ain't shit, mother nature was a stripper
Okay good evening everyone and welcome to the track
That you probably downloaded from your PC or your Mac
Yes, I'm the main topic in the barbershop chat
Now you can call me Chip, or you can call me crack
I'm in a comfy condo with every one of your ladies
Now say hi girls...
Ssh, okay how about some silence?
Let's see if I can focus while these girlies tickle my privates
Yes, baby I'm the Ripper
Baby, I'm a winner
Thick girl's a freak but she say she's a beginner
I'll put you on a diet if you're trying to get thinner:
Babies for breakfast, babies for dinner
I grip the damn grain 'til my hands get splinters
I control the ball before the snap just like a center
But this ain't football
Cuz if it was then your bitch would be the wide receiver crawling on the rug
And I would be the quarterback telling her to go long
And she would catch the touchdown pass above her thong
Something must be wrong
What is going on?
Everybody's T-shirts are still too damn long
Yeah, that was cool a couple years ago but now it's different
I don't pay for the jeans, I just pay true religion
And of course the man on my shirt's riding a horse
And I wear so much DC they should endorse
Live life denim
I live life in 'em
Wear so much Live Mechanic people ask did I invent 'em
People tend to forget where I'm from here and there
'Cuz I'm on Saks Fifth Avenue more than I'm on Da Clair
And if you owe me a dollar you on Death Row
That .45 hurt to swallow like strep throat
Fuck a lady, get the money, sip the liquor
These bitches ain't shit, mother nature was a stripper
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