2 B U Lyrics - Singles - Andre Nickatina

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 meanin 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 dont feel all that 

Man God Khan 

Primetime on the candy grime 

baby lookin at me tryin ta read my mind 

she can see that my mouth be spittin lines 

but she ain never been in love with a peices sign 

shit man now im like a parlays bet 

im in the cd player of your coke connect 

fucker flame on fucker flame off 

you can see my aditude if the game lost 

Adjust the base on the Nakamichi 

roll the blunts optimos is peachey 

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 

Cats come in there armani suits 

lookin way too cute 

tell the freak ta speread the loot 

man imma tell you one thig two times 

the homie down the street yo hes got 3 nines 

see where im from yo that aint to crime 

see certain numbers hafta keep your ass in line 

even if it shines and gets dark 

throw a new engine in a old skylark 

the silver Fox with the Goldylocks 

here to shake the block 

like you bake the rocks 

and to make the cream 

but dont taste the cream 

'cause when you make the cream its the shceme 

na' mean? 

man its something like a vegas roll 

you get to chopin up and i can get with major hoes 

you get to runnin like a tiger when the dangers go 

youre lucky if you even get the change of clothes 

Word 

swicth up to a diamond light 

its like cuttin butter baby with a sharper knife 

blunted up one day off glue 

shes lookin at me takin off my shoe 

she asked me somethin that I neva eva knew 

she said "Nicky, I wonder what it's like to be you." 

I keep it goin on, flowin on 

baby till the break of dawn 

Andre Nicky baby dont make me none 

im tryin ta get everything under the sun 

I like when you put my hair up in a bun 

then I go like an arsonist 

I put the dope together baby like pharmacist 

and whats wrong with this 

and whos bomb is this 

man the blunt is rolled tighter than a boxer's fist 

God 

I come down like candle wax 

I catch you off guard see if you can handle that 

Man im the motorolla coka-cola 

do it like the Ayatollah 

service so slow because it sticks like jail 

why is the judge raisin up this bail? 

thats your sister baby I couldnt tell 

I roll around like DJ Run 

my thug homies want me to see they guns 

i get between you like a boxin ref 

man whats up with that freak, 

have you knocked her yet? 

I treat popeyes like gourmet 

Zap cold bumps rocks and chantea 

Keep my nails cut with precision 

add and multiply division 

money makins how im livin 

smokin weed up in the kitchen 

you feel 'aight 

im at the bird like a steam ray southern like a ghost 

turn around and dissappear or somthin like a ghost 

lookin like a cat that just got chose 

smellin like a rolls closin all four doors