One Little Indian Little Indian (Ft. Da Foreigna)

[Verse 1: Little Indian]
Well I was just driving, in my car cruising
Listening to music, looking at the girls, it's amusing
Ignition, turn off the key, I'm on a mission
Dismissing, miracle, lyrical addition
Condition, my brain is pumping hard like a piston
Competition is getting less, I'm the best so listen
You wishing, to run away from my smoke of horror
An hour, is all I need to have you in my power
A flower, one rose, no one knows how it goes
Full of holes; the stage is empty, I'm gonna plenty
Gently, put you in your place, don't try to tempt me
Just three, one little Indian smoking in a tree

[Chorus: Little Indian]
One little Indian smoking in a tree
R-I-P-P-I-N-G
One little Indian smoking in a tree
R-I-P-P-I-N-G
One little Indian smoking in a tree
R-I-P-P-I-N-G

[Verse 2: Little Indian]
It's the envious taking our competition like diseases
He freezes, coolie man, the one who prays on Jesus
So leave us and turn, a man is done, you better believe us
The crust, is peeling off the mic and startin' to rust
So bust, it's a must I grab the mic and check it
A record, E-man grab your second, and wreck it