Mr. Dream Merchant Rapper Big Pooh

[Intro: Sample (Four Tops)]
By the time I get to Phoenix
She'll be risin'

[Verse 1: Rapper Big Pooh]
How you doin’, I’m Mr. Dream Merchant
You’re message sounded kinda urgent
I dropped everything for you playa and stopped workin'
Came right over, copped a spot on your sofa
Tapped you on your shoulder
Now your hard times are over
Or maybe, I know I might sound a little crazy
But many people last, every lick tho, be lately
I'm doing ya'll a favor like
I shine a little bit spotlight
Watch ya'll niggas just stay actin right
Always asking me for more of the love
But when I settle the score, you wanna settle for four
You say 9-Sixes bring more bitches
And more bitches constitute having more figures
And more figures mean an entourage and mo’ niggas
Bloodless actions
Until I have to break out the scissors, and cut you off
I toughed you up cuz your style was soft
Stick you to a man, here from a spot of the loaf
I’m the stick off your shoulder that you just brushed off
Sold your life to the Merchant, now your soul’s in the lost
It calls to be Coca when you fizz out like soda
Capped your salary chunks till you get a little older