Typing her letters she's the type I like. Lookin' like a girl of impulse and delight. Working her typewriter, pen between her lips. She has the whole world at her fingertips..
(Chorus). Hey doorman, tell 'em line up the Cris'. I put my money on the roof and crush this bitch. You niggas keep wavin' them wrists. I put my money on the roof and crush this bitch.
You're my picture, by Picasso. Lighting up our scullery. With your pans and pots and hot-plates. You'd brighten up any gallery. . If I could paint a different picture.
Yo wattup ma I got a pocket full of stinky's. Let's go spin these right quick, what's that?. . All my fly bitches like. (Dirty money, dirty money). All my stripper bitches like.
"I want - to be - a big - big star". "I want - to be - a big - big star". . The girl by the back-cloth is smoking her head off. While waiting for her turn to shine.
[Chorus:]. Yo... Look at that ass just bouncing. Oh god I need counseling. Images in my head steady hounding. Oh god I need counseling. You don't want to bring your chicks around me.
Sam is a friend is, is a friend of mine. He knows just how to laugh and shout. Get up early at the break of day. And you might just catch him out.. . He's got a smile and a plastic gun.
Cot damn, it's a new day. Cot damn, but the nigga wanted money. Hoo, hoo, hoo, oh, cot damn. . They just can't understand or fathom my demeanor. Unapproachable appearance to how I pack the ninas.
Sal, Sal, don't go and leave me. Oh stay just a little while longer. Sal don't forsake me I'm sure you can't hate me. I don't want to be on my own.. .
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh. . (Verse 1 - Malice). Say dog, let's not get involved. You don't wanna tango, I'll dress you in a halo. Cock the gauge, polka dot ya braids.
Why have you moved the furniture?. Why is your case in the hall?. Where have you taken the children?. What's all this drama for?. . I know I've been careless.
I'm at your door, your eyes are like why are you here. Judging by my steel I got something to do here. Give up the money or the angel cries two tears.
I'm livin' in a state of paralysis. Thinkin' I'm alive but I'm dead. Yes, I'm living in a state of paralysis. This mediocre life's gone to my head.. .
Oh Rayne - Rayne I miss you so. I guess I knew some day you'd go. And though I tried to say "Rayne don't go away". You shook your head and turned away..
I'm a champion, shorty, I'm a champion. I've been around the map now I'm on my victory lap, hey, hey. See I'm a champion, shorty, I'm a champion. While other *** crashing 'em, hey, I'm just steady mashin' 'em.
I keeps that dirty money, I'm talkin' fast cash. I'm talkin' razor shavin', I'm talkin' duffle bags. I'm talkin' you can count it papi it's all there.
Hmm, you're tryna get some good fame ain't cha?. Hmm, you're tryna slang in tha rain ain't cha?. Hmm, you're tryna save for tha range ain't cha?. Hmm, you're tryna perfect ya aim ain't cha?.
I know you love the quiz shows. I know you love the quiz shows. I know you love the quiz shows. I know you love the quiz shows.. . And our final contestant tonight comes from . . ..
When I was young. I got married 'cause we needed a pram. We were so young. So foolish, just bread and no jam. Since then I notice prams. Everywhere I seem to go.
[Chorus - Pusha T]. Hmmm, you tryna get some good fame ain't cha?. Hmmm, you tryna slang in tha rain ain't cha?. Hmmm, you tryna save for tha Range ain't cha?.