Most times I drive with a samurai eye
Cause my lady says my style was set the fly
And held tight like a pistol grip
With a new meaning to the word pistol whip
She says she loves how I look in the rain
But since i never cry, yo, it shows my pain
So I threw on the hat and killed all that
Man imma rap cat I don't feel all that
Man God Khan

Primetime on the candy grime
Baby looking at me trying to read my mind
She can see that my mouth be spitting lines
But she ain never been in love with a pisces sign
Shit man now i'm like a parlays bet
I'm in the cd player of your coke connect
Fucker flame on fucker flame off
You can see my attitude if the game lost

Adjust the base on the Nakamichi
Roll the blunts optimos is peachy
I dress smooth like Cappadonna
Hang with sharks and mean piranhas
Keep my style all in your mental
Drive and shake my Shirley Temple
I just might fly on continental
And beat this dime piece in the rental
She love I
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