And there'll never be another nigga like you Put your foot on these motherfuckers' necks Do it to 'em, daddy, do it to 'em As my Daytons spin, lowrider sittin' low
And I can't even explain when I get at yo You know how long I've been gettin dough? Used to rock full length mink with the finger low (okay) Yep that'
hot yo Make a hip hop show look like a rock show Oh Jesus Christ! Look the way that the rocks glow Want the world to see so we keeping them tops low
my flow Eenie, meenie, miney, mo Throw that type of nigga right out my window Blast your ass hit you with my direct blow Bo, coming through like G.I. Joe 'Star
massage) From your head to your toes, massage Oh, oh, girl cut off the TV Oh, oh, get the room ready for me Pull the shades down Turn the lights low (lights low
lonely when I'm only being me Who's that girl in the mirror With hair like a rock star? She wants to dance but she has cold feet Her confidence is low
'm high or low Whether I'm high or low I'm gonna tip on the tightrope Baby, baby, baby Whether I'm high or low High or low I got to tip on the tightrope
walk up in the club, straight holding her hand, like your the man But deep you know, she's a fan Cuz she's struck by the stars And the stars find her
pain an' sufferin That's why Ice-T and Daddy Nitro come wit the reality thing Nice this everytime star Man like Ice-T 'pon the ?? man Come in star, one
I gotta get paid tonight, you muthafuckin' right Taking my grip, check my bitch, keep my game tight So many hos on my jock, think I'm a movie star Nineteen
( ? ) kicker Watch your girl, cause I stick her [ ROUND 2: Nat The Cat ] Nat The Cat, my man will rap when I'm playin the back Some think my stage presence is low
I been up for four days, gettin' money both ways Dirty and clean, I could use a glass of cold spades Rolexes, chauffeurs and low fades I keep thinking
play the game how it go I ain't in the game still Imma problem on the low Whip them thangs well just know I know who got it for the low Triple O.G. so
play the game how it go I ain't in the game still imma problem on the low Whip them thangs well just know I know who got it for the low Triple O.G. so
O, rap's Grateful Dead Back to take over the globe, now break bread I'm in, Boeing jets, Global Express Out the country but the blueberry still connect On the low
get you, get you anything Cha-ching, money ain't a thing Gucci, Gucci, I can be the co-pilot, you could do the driving You could be the star, baby,
got to have you girl, because (She's so, fly) [T.I.] Look at shorty hoppin out that Maserati In them Giuseppe Zanotti's and that bangin ass body In them low
[Lil Wayne] Rock star lifestyle might not make it, President got em' in the White House naked, Looked at the clock and it say right now, Get a pound break